i'm glad to be alive today. there was a time when i saw no point in living cos life didn't make sense to me. i didn't understand what the point of living was when i didn't even understand why we existed in the first place. when i didn't even understand why there had to be anything at all. why anything ever existed. believe me, these questions gave me headaches. i know i'm not the only one. i'd get so depressed about nothing making sense at all. it was bad. but i've reached the point where all that doesn't matter anymore. it doesn't.

cos the point is, i'm here and i'm living and i'm breathing and i can feel. and it feels good to be alive today. and that matters. the questions can wait. i'll get the answers one day. and even if i don't, it doesn't matter cos i wouldn't wanna miss a thing in this life. there's too much beauty, too many things to love. it would be a waste if it all never existed. it would be a waste if i wasn't here to enjoy it.

some may not see any beauty in this life. the one who got rejected by that special girl or guy, the one who lost a loved one in an accident, the other who didn't get into the jc or uni or whatever he/she wanted, the man or woman who lost his/her job, being retrenched, and so the list goes. a kinda filter might have been put over their eyes, where everything which passes through is seen in a different light, is marinated with a tinge of bitterness. maybe what they lost was all that meant to them in life. but do they realise that it isn't everything in life? that there's hope? that there's something called time? that there's always an open door their backs are facing all because they're still staring teary-eyed at the door that slammed shut so cruelly on them? we gotta open our minds, use a bit of creativity. i know it's really easy for me to say all this. too easy. but i've failed before, i've lost things i've always wanted, i've fallen too. just like you. but now, i always remind myself, "never lose sight."

if we only love our money, if we only love our looks, if we only love that which gives us security, who's gonna love the flowers, the beautiful flowers that were meant for us to enjoy?