Because gray clouds hang heavy with misery, blue skies seem bluer.

“Gratitude doesn't change the scenery.  It merely washes clean the glass you loo…”

“Shhh, Eena, it’s going to be okay. I promise, you’ll get through this.” She did…”

“Mystery, why so attractive to me?You blind me with fear, place hope on my tongu…”

“Do it again.Play it again. Sing it again. Read it again. Write it again. Sketch…”