An Entry in My Journal I Found Tonight

Everything in life is infallibly beautiful. God makes everything beautiful to me. Every light is made soft and radiates pure, aesthetic beauty, every breeze prickles my skin and raises my hair with love, every story seems tragically beautiful—enough to make me tear at the smallest triumphs—every part of every city seems to have the potential to become the set of youthful, meaningful actions, every person I meet instills such a curiosity in me of their thoughts, feelings and experiences; even the most hideous of people, whether made that way by physical or mental disfigurements, seem to be a beautiful creature. All of this is because God created it, and it is my prayer that God allows me to show the world the beauty it is constantly missing.