Someone once asked...

I can't live with myself anymore. I am exhausted and do not see any sense in anything.

Someone answered with kindness...

Consider any object and the events that were necessary for it to be there. Learn to love the universe, or otherwise, learn to love the effort of our forefathers.

Another soul answered...

I realized she was struggling with life the same as I did, I couldn’t see what lead her to talk to me since I was visibly broken in any possible way. But the fact she saw me when I had lost myself gave me hope that a future was still there for me. I then met here again by chance days later when I was feeling better but she looked overwhelmed instead, we chat and I made her smile somehow. We haven’t met many times since, we are both trying to get our lives together and it’s a rough ride but the hope from that day at the cafe is still with me, I hope that we might create something together one day and to get there I must keep doing better for myself and others to finally be ready to be there for her. I hope this happens, but if it doesn’t I will try to keep going remembering that simple invite to join a table and how much it meant to me at the time. Don’t give up, it’s hard but hard times pass, there is still joy somewhere out there in places and moments you might never imagine.

This sign has found its fate.