This week I have loved both of these things in equal measure. I watched V for Vendetta three times, the first two times having to stop short of the end, only to restart it with someone else and have to watch it from the beginning again. And this was my favorite part:
Simple, I know, but seemingly beautiful. And it’s November, things are scary now, and sometimes we need to be reminded of things that are simple and beautiful. And hopeful:
And remember the things we can be proud of.
