Life is wonderfull.

As I lay here on my bed with my robe on, I realize how lucky I am

Out of the 7 billion people in this word, how many people are as content as me? How many people are as privileged as me?

Not many, I assume.

What about the billion more living beings in this world? How fortunate am I to be a human and not some abn or fragile flower or plant.

I was lucky. And you are lucky. Just being able to type on my laptop makes me lucky. Just being able to beavth this air makes me ecstatic.

Drugs should not be need to make people happy. People should be happy with LIFE.

And. It’s time like this…I believe someone watching over us, smiling on us.  It’s times like these that I believe that there is a god.