Life.

Not a good time to post this but I'm asphyxiated. Life is one big mess. Moms forgot my birthday and all and I hope Dad doesn't. Life is just a chance to grow a soul. and in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die. People living deeply have no fear of death. The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself. How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What everyone wants from life is continuous and genuine happiness. A good life is a main argument but is inspired by love and guided by knowledge. Gratefulness is the key to a happy life that we hold in our hands, because if we are not grateful, then no matter how much we have we will not be happy -- because we will always want to have something else or something more. Life is like an onion: You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep. I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.

To all those who loved me so much, I'd like to return the favor and have something left to give.