Life is just, like, this thing. Fleeting and fragile. Terrible and ridiculous and better than you could ever imagine.
And you get no say in whether you have to deal with life, what you get dealt or when it’s going to end.
It’s just so overwhelming ,you know?
But life, I don’t know, man. We’re here and it seems like the only logical way to deal with it is to enjoy the fuck out of it.
If you don’t, I’m not sure I can consider you sane. That’s not politically correct, but it would be crazy to be anything other than happy when it takes just as much effort to be miserable.
Maybe I’ll change my mind when I’m dealtÂ another bad card or have to deal with a struggle I didn’t see coming, but for now, I’m just going to live life.