"Dedicated to all the little boys who've run away from home"

Sometimes, when you little compassion into your day, you end up getting hurt. This beautiful song breaks my heart and leaves me in tears, and this performance is one of the best:



I think of my niece, Shayna, who killed herself this year. I think of all the boys I worked with when I taught special education. I think of the kids begging on the streets, and the old men, and the girls, and the women....

It's good to hurt, I suppose.

And there's this:



Breathing in, breathing out. Breathing in, breathing out. Breathing in, breathing out.