I wish I had your optimism. Some days I can see it, in the distance. Like a mirage. The dimmest shimmer of what this country could be. Of all the ways it could live up to the mythology it created for itself. Never feels that close, though. Maybe I just need to climb up higher to see it.
I wish I had your optimism. Some days I can see it, in the distance. Like a mirage. The dimmest shimmer of what this country could be. Of all the ways it could live up to the mythology it created for itself. Never feels that close, though. Maybe I just need to climb up higher to see it.