In my mind, things are different -- I think that is always the case. I don’t care about drama, I care about the trees, yet that is somewhat dramatic.
We are all deserving of life without fear... We want, we need, to get over the drive of hatred, and stop acting like ignorant children.
We all have times of cocooning -- where parts of ourselves are dying off as other parts of ourselves are being birthed. Honor these parts. Lock your silverware drawer if you have to. Shut your encyclopedia. Ignore the voices of those who seek only to frighten you. But most importantly... Wait.