So it's time to post something positive: I started a writing group at the shelter, and I'm amazed at how well it's gone after only two weeks. It's for the adults, but I've had so many of them tell me it's really meant a lot to them to have someone buy them notebooks and pens, and take the time to sit down with them and help them write about their lives. I've been even more touched by how many of them have come up to me in private and wanted me to read what they wrote. It's really made me feel good.

When the only things that happen to you for a while are bad, sometimes you have to make good things happen. Despite all the times I've been shit on in the past month (and one of my friends told me the other night that I have indeed been shit on by the world much more than most peopel lately), this is something that I did that I know made a difference.