Deep down isn’t this a compelling reason for why we do what we do? The hope, the prospect for change, the creativity, the spark, the magic, the feeling, the soul, the meaning.
… What would it mean to live
in a city whose people were changing
each other’s despair into hope?
You yourself must change it.
… Though your life felt arduous
new and unmapped and strange
what would it mean to stand on the first
page of the end of despair?
- -Adrienne Rich