Kitt (knight_2000) wrote in undertherainbow, @ 2010-11-10 19:34:00 |
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Current mood: | contemplative |
Entry tags: | alexandra winchester, kitt 2 |
There has to be more to life than sitting behind a desk, doing paperwork, making money. My life used to have meaning. I used to make a difference. I had a purpose in life. I knew what it was, and I didn't question it, I welcomed it. When Michael and I rolled into town, we knew that we were there to change someone's life for the better or die trying. Any other option was unacceptable. We fought the good fight. People weren't always glad to see us, but we always did our best to help where we could.
I miss those days. When did I stop helping people? And when did I start thinking it was all right to stop?