Pools of Sorrow, Waves of Joy.

          Ok, Maybe yesterday wasn't the best day ever, but I'm done complaining about people and their poo brains. I'm certainly not going to pout about it. Life (who is throwing lemons at my face at rapid speeds) isn't fair, but at least its life (with amazing aim). I'm happy to be alive. I'm not always going to be happy, but that doesn't mean I cant be grateful that I'm living.



-Words are flowing out,
  like endless rain into a paper cup.
  They slither while they pass.
  They slip away
  across the universe.
  Pools of sorrow,
  waves of joy,
  are drifting through my open mind,
  possessing and caressing me.
       -The Beatles