Swing low and wide.

"A person is a person, no matter how small."

An excellent quote from the ever wise Dr. Seuss, which tells of the equality of all things living. How do we forget that we all breathe? We all cry? How is it that we can never see someone for who they truly are, but for what they give off? Everyone in the world wants somebody to love and to love in return, someone to listen to them and talk with them. I love those people. Which means I most definitely do love everyone in the world, even though sometimes I slip up and I lose sight of that momentarily and I do not love absolutely everyone and I look at them through tarnished binoculars whose lens are smeared with mud and grease, and they appear dirty and rotten. But, when I pick up clean magnifying glass I am able to see them clearly, see the sad parts that make them act certain ways, revel in their accomplishments and hope to understand their hearts. The world is so very large, it houses billions of people, all different and yet so impossibly the same. I cannot wait to venture out into that expanse of the world and see what it has to offer, and also what I have to offer it! Silly though it may be, I cannot wait to share the life of Earth. Wait, it has already begun. For me, for you and for the Earth. Here in Provo, small and quaint, filled with BYU, life as we know it has successfully and happily begun. No more waiting for a plane to swoop in and announce that the grand race has begun, because I was running before I even knew it!