Sunday

I probably have the worst week ever, but the best Sunday this whole year.
Black Friday? Pffft.

So i think.

Life is just like that. Something bad happens but... you just can't expect what might come after.

睇開啲? 隨緣? 平常心? 也許吧.

Why spend so much time thinking on things that doesn't matter anymore, but instead thinking of what i can do tomorrow?
Wasting so much time. My time. My youth.

"In the end, it doesn't really matter."

Friends.
You don't need +1000 'friends'. You only need a few true ones.

Like you, someone who i haven't seen/spoken to in ages, will just tell me to rage at you while you listen.
Or you, who i haven't known for a very long time will offer me a chance to talk through our ... similar problems in life, knowing that i seriously need someone to talk to.
Libras.

And/or/maybe my bros who'll just get wasted at night + starting off the day with some fucking mega awesome french toast.

Whats there to worry about then? =]





But truth be told, this is probs just an illusion... until something shit happens again anyways.