Re: postcard: castor & pollux.
[this one keeps with the theme. The card is blank, but there's a note with it and the handwriting looks like it had more time to get polished]
Pollux,
I think thinking there's any one fix to *all* anyone's problems requires there to only be one problem, and we should all be so lucky. Do I think there's a key to happiness? Same thing. I think there's a bunch of keys and a bunch of locks, but I think the real point is to keep looking for them, to keep believing they're out there. I don't know how I'd get through my days without it, if I'm being honest.
Trouble is easier to deal with because it forces you to respond. Peace is harder because then you're left alone with what's in your head. I don't know about you, but for me that gets jagged. But things that I can't imagine to be true? That's easy. I can't imagine a day where waking up doesn't hold promise. What that promise is of, who can say, but it's always there.