Page 375 of My Beautiful Reality

If you’re hearing this, if you’re listening to the wind whistle and rush past in the whoosh of a speeding train, then know this. Know this?—

I’m here.

There’s light inside you.

There’s good still there.

Your heart is a battlefield, and I promise, I swear, I won’t give up on you.

So hold on.

Hold onto faith. Hold onto hope. Hold onto love.

I’m sending the wind. If you hear it, listen.

Listen.

Be brave. Take heart. Hold on.

It isn’t over until the bloody battle is done.

I promise you, outside of illusion, there’s something wondrous; there’s something dear.

There’s something worth fighting for.

It’s here.

My beautiful reality.