I often ponder the injustices in this world. I've been in a place where I've experienced some good moments and then things came to an end. Now, I'm not in a position to enjoy life like I once did but i hold out hope. But I look to people less fortunate than myself who have and are leading lonely lives and wonder which is worse. Never having a moment or having good ones but tormented by the fact you can't get back to that point? Life is so hard at times I swear.
Sticking with the topic I'll share a moment. Years ago, on a Sunday morning, sitting on the couch with my then girlfriend after a nice breakfast. We had no particular place to go that day so we just talked to each other for what seemed like ages. We knew each other fairly well but discovered new little oddities about one another in that time. We smiled and laughed and I believe she at one point said, "this is so nice" and I remember thinking yeah it was. I felt really good about life at that moment. When you think the person staring back at you loves you equally and things will last fovever. I wish I could bottle that feeling. I'd be a millionaire. That was corny but hey I'm a sappy kinda guy.