I'm only one person

Woke up this morning at four with a deep seated anxious feeling about the state of the world. I was actually losing sleep about natural disasters and mad bombings. I wonder if this is a message from the Universe telling me to fix things or get involved. But what can I do? I'm only one person, one voice.

So, I stayed in bed beside Jeremy, listening to his breathing (read: light snoring), and wondering why this is bothering me so much. No answer, yet, and I don't know if there will be one.

My mom once told me that I have a soft heart for those in pain. She's right. I've helped people who have turned around and not only not thanked me, but have gone out of their way to hurt me. Perhaps it's just a matter of time before I figure this out. If anyone out there has any suggestions, I'd be happy to hear them!