cruel to be kind
I'm in a pretty decent mood. My brain is going crazy though. I'm having all these thoughts about existence and life and everything. About life and our time to live, and how I'm spending my time. For instance, learning, that's what I'm here to do, which is nice, but shouldn't there be more to life than all this? Shouldn't I be happy while I can? I realize now that everything that mattered before doesn't matter now. This is my life, and as selfish as it sounds, it's about me.