in sadness, anger, guilt, shame, disgust, or disease, we reach for something bigger than ourselves in hopes of gaining reason or perspective. always, we have a choice. we can choose to let negativity fester, to let sarcasm seep in around the edges of a growing belief in helplessness or futility, to let the fear of sadness or anger or guilt overpower any other drive, and let that force us into the lapse of judgment and humanity that is selfish self-preservation. or we can choose unshakable faith, unquenchable passion, undrownable hope, impenetrable desire for everything that is good and beautiful and whole. when we feel ourselves being overcome, when we are drowning in circumstance and negation, remember: the future is always a choice, and we can choose love.