Dramarama days

There's a band I love called Dramarama (who I'm seeing live tonight). They have a song titled Emerald City. Here's a few of the lyrics:

"I'm lost in a sweet dream/I'm living on chocolate ice cream

I'm letting off my steam/Now everything's going to be fine

High high/I think I'll learn how to fly"

The lyrics speak to me today. With everything going on in the world, it seems as if I'm in a nightmare. ICE raids. The death of the US Constitution. Due process' demise. And I fear it is going to get much worse.  

But then I escape into my head. I start writing. I listen to music. I watch West Wing. I soothe myself. 

And then I think, everything will be fine right? Perhaps not. 

Yet, it's hard to live perpetually in fear. We have to believe it's gonna be okay. That this too shall pass. That the world will get better. That we do have some power left to change all of this. That our voice and perspective matters. My words matter. As do yours. 

I truly believe that there is a higher law that will prevail and that the good will win out and the light we shine will take away the darkness. 

And that we can learn how to fly.