...one thing and this I can tell you with great certainty, is that once you have something worth living for, then you have to hold it tightly with both hands and never let it go.
Because it can. And it will.
But only if you let it.
There are decisions I have made in my life I regret, others, not so much and others again that I wish I had.

I have lived a long life.

I've discovered that there is no escape from living. Though some may tell you there is. Realistically we have no choice. We're plunged unprepared into this harsh, cold, unfeeling territory and some invisible prescence screams out 'LIVE.'

There are many ways to die. But there are far too many repecussions that come with dying and certain ways of doing so. So many infact, that if one wishes to die and takes a long time to consider all their options and the pros and cons of each, it becomes ultimately alot more tiresome than life itself. So time has, essentially, been wasted.

So.

There is no escape from life.
It doesn't mean you have to enjoy it.

People frown upon pessimists alot, I find.
I can't imagine why.


There are people in the world who don't like brussel sprouts, I am a most vehement supporter of these folk and they are naturally accepted by society.
However, find someone who dislikes the life and all its trappings and their treated like an outcast. If its just another thing left to be used, liked, disliked, abused and then eventually thrown away or finished then why is there no choice as to whether it can be loved or hated.
Is it so wrong to hate something that has been cast upon us with absolutely no thought to the after affects?