April 24, 2013
Here I am again counting the days. Counting up or down, I don't know anymore. I told a friend last night, I wish it was Christmas already -- or the end of the world. Not in the morbid sense, but just to say that it's tiring sometimes and maybe where we're going after our stay on Earth -- heaven? hell? somewhere? -- is better than what this life has to offer. That thought lasted for 5 seconds, and then I look at my surroundings and decide that it's not bad after all, this life's good. You can find happiness where you put it.