When did we forget to be kind? I look around, I observe human interaction, and I question what happened to our collective souls. When did it become so hard for us to be nice to one another? Alas, it has. Before I react, I attempt to shed the heaviness of my ego. I recognize how fleeting this life is, and how my legacy will be measured by the decency I bring to it. My only goal is to respect life, human and otherwise. I strive to be a good person. Poor, rich, whatever I am, I hope that I am at least kind. That’s all that matters. It can only bring light.