You know those meh feelings that you can't quite put a finger on? I've been feeling like that the last few days. It might be the winter blues, or the horror in Paris, or facing the terrible history of humankind (via this book).

I'll leave you with a beautiful poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay.
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light.

Sending you hugs and warm feelings!