Today a fifteen year old told me she was glad she found the arts center because after recently losing a friend and a cousin, she's decided "there's nothing out there on the street for me." She thanked me for having something productive for her to do, but I should have thanked her. It was what I needed to hear to pull me out of the rut of disillusionment and pessimism I stumbled into recently. There are lots of things that need doing, and a few of them are things I can do.