Reclining in a grey chair between the grey tiles of this grey airport, I raise my eyes to meet the faces of so many grey people. I cannot ignore the fact that my smile has indeed also fallen. Investing so much emotion into every day certainly does dry you out; three months in Australia has taken the worst and best parts of me. Every night before I shut my heavy eyes, I try to keep the promise of giving that day a purpose, of being more molded to the hope I so desperately grab ahold of. I want to thank the generosity behind every kind word, hug, shoulder, letter, tear and smile. To the people that put purpose in my life, I thank you - The sun rises with a purpose and sets with the same as fingerprint that further proves how relentlessly His Love beams on us from above - dont underestimate how much generosity raises a heart/ aaaah this life is beautiful!