I am reading the 2017 Newbery winner, The Girl Who Drank The Moon, and there is a character who leads a nunnery and seems like a saintly person, yet she secretly feeds off of the sorrow of the townspeople around her. She actively creates adversity to keep herself youthful and alive. This made me wonder--what feeds off of sorrow (and anger--the precursor to sorrow) in our lives? Is it the darkness inside of ourselves and out there in the world? Is there some kind of cosmic darkness that feeds off of our suffering? Whatever it is, I will choose not to feed it. I will not despair. I will water the good seeds inside of me and outside of me. I will keep trying, for it is the good fight.