Jesus died for our sins," Noah says solemnly. "What?!?" I reply, choking back my thoughts. "I was just seeing if you were listening.

Answerless questions can destroy you. Move on.

The key is to never recognize these imbalances. To not let the dauntingness daunt us.

Some days are like this. And the only way to get through them is to remember that they are only one day, and that every day ends.

There will always be more questions. Every answer leads to more questions. The only way to survive is to let some of them go.

Long live protest songs, in whatever form they take.

But the thing about a cry for help is that someone else needs to be around to hear it.