Whenever I get on the bus home and throw on my earphones, and a nice, uplifting song plays, a smile never fails to form on my face. It's not just a passing one.. it sticks right till the end of the song. I just felt like smiling because... it's what one would call "in high spirits", I suppose.
A little KC girl edged away from me when there was a seat. Guess I must have appeared to be a loon. Hahaha.
Then it dawned on me that the reason why life is so interesting is because life is so flawed. Would there be anything to live for if one was perfect; never erring in the slightest, in harmony with oneself at all times and striking a balance of emotions? I suppose the only thing you could do is to help others obtain the same level of perfection, but I doubt it's anything any of us wants.
It's precisely because I'm so bloody flawed that I keep trying, and trying. I'm lazy and produce crap results. I'm still studying for better grades. We laugh, cry and scream because emotions constantly overpower each other. It's what makes life interesting, this inherent imperfection in human beings.
Hi VJC. I can see your gates opening for me. Roll out the red carpet. (: