There are times when you get really down. You get so caught up in something and reality hits... and you drop. And it hurts. And you feel lost. But then you have those friends that come along, reach their hand down and offer to pull you up. They dust you off, give you a consoling rub on the back reassuring you there's reason in this. There's a continuation; it just seems jaded 'cause it's not what you had in mind. Follow the reason. It was always there to begin with, you just ignored it.
You know who you are. Thanks for pulling me up tonight.