Today I realized something, or some things, about life, about death.
This blog only covers the basics, if that. I write about good stuff, about normal stuff and sometimes about stuff that makes me angry (more often than not in a funny way; both the writing part and the feeling angry part). This is not something that is going to change. This is what I write about. But as you all know life has a couple more dimensions; the span of feelings able for a human to feel is almost endless (they can at least feel endless from the darkest depression to euphoria).

The things that really make life worth living and the things that make you question life itself are things, for the most part, not coherent with what I normally write about but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want you to think about them or think that I don’t think about them. I do. Now more then ever.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that my life isn’t always buildeble from the bricks that these posts make.

Today such a thing happened but for reasons stated above I wont talk about it. I just want to take this opportunity to say, to the few readers that I have and to the even fewer who actually “read what I write” so to speak; Be nice to one another and make nice with loved ones that your in quarrel with. Don’t waste the time you have with each other because even though you think you know; you have no idea for how long that time is.