Melancholy strikes from time to time, especially after hearing of sad things happening to good friends. Do I rant about it or should I take it as a rite of passage that everyone has to go through? Dammit I just hate to see loved ones unhappy. Perhaps it's the full moon, perhaps it's fatigue, perhaps it's a sliver of suppressed emotion bubbling to the surface, but I just want to quote:
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Are there no right or wrong choices in life but merely paths with different outcomes? Happiness and sadness are all relative; one can always extricate the positive from the negative. Be at peace, my friends and trust in what the future brings.
Enough nonsense, I'm going to bed.
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