Everything Will Be Alright
Have you ever felt that things were going too well? School's alright. You're happy. You can say for the first time in a long time that you don't have a worry to name. Seems fragile, doesn't it? Like it can disappear in a second if you're not careful. What do you do? Do you move cautiously and carefully, or do you accept the risks just live? The former may be the safer choice, but who wants to live like that? What's life without a little danger? Isn't it that wild unpredictability that makes it so worth living for? Isn't it great when you wake up in the morning and you're smiling for no particular reason? Just because you're happy. The higher you get, the harder the fall, but isn't every minute of it great? I'm finally feeling after being numb for a long time. But isn't it grand?