I hate his opinions. I hate how he doesn't even consider what I have to say, yet I am forced to endure endless speeches about why his opinions are more right than mine or make more sense than mine. I'm all for differences between people, but at this moment, I absolutely cannot stand him. I don't mean to sound so whiny, but I wish he would just fucking listen to me for once.
I believe humanity is inherently good. We are molded and are views are twisted by how we are brought up and by what we see//experience, but at birth we are whole and beautiful. Is that really so hard to believe, if you look at any baby? They look like little Buddhas, full of wisdom they cannot communicate with those of us too old to understand babbling. At birth, we are simply untainted.
Life is beautiful. This world is full of love, and I wish more people could see it. Sure, shit happens, but there's so much more to life than the bad things. Every day I am casually reminded of why I am so happy to be alive. I know that sounds preachy and dumb, but I really mean it. I'm happy with my life.
I'm thinking it again-- maybe I'm settling. Maybe some part of me thinks this as good as it's gonna get, when I know that in all actuality, life can be so much better than this. My life has been so much better than this. Last year was so perfect in nearly every aspect... specifically last summer... :D
The thing is that I'm happy, even though I know things could potentially be better for me. I don't think there's ever really been any point in my life where I've been unhappy. Is that weird? I can't help it! There's just so much to be happy about and look forward to.
Am I the only one who feels this way??
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