I am currently having the somewhat unfortunate privilege to visit a hospital. An hospital? Whatever.
Hospitals are pretty scary. Most people these days begin and end their lives here. In a way, you might consider them a bit of a holy place of sorts. A morbid series of sterile corridors teaming with what can perhaps be best described as modern day angels.
You see, a place like this tends to attract the very best in us, both in terms of compassion and strength of character. I’d imagine it would be taxing to see the kinds of things that are seen in the fluorescent shimmer of the hospital rooms.
I like it here because it’s probably the only place where I truly feel like the people around me are equipped to handle anything I feel vulnerable enough to tell them. I’m scared, I’m hurting, I’m in pain.
It’s in the throws of fear of the unknown here that I can truly be free with other human beings.