Write write, smile smile, work work

Cuz that's basically what I do nowadays. If I'm not writing or working I'm going around doing enjoyable things. And I do write more often than ever. Page upon page of worthless bullshit fiction. Oh how I loves it. I forget to mention reading as well, but that's ok 'cause I always read, and I feel one should read alot if one is to be able to write alot. After all, writing is hard and usually requires some breaks in which are purrfect for reading stuffs. So that's what I do, hardly something to write here about really, but I did anyways. Meh, well, workday tomorrow soeh, good night and all that jazz.

How many rolls could a Roller Coaster roll if a Roller Coaster could roll rolls?

May came hard, and brought with it alot of things. Mostly good things and an almost broken toe. And I am yet again reminded that life is a roller coaster and I'm just a passenger. I get the ups and the downs but all I can do is sit here and watch as it goes towards the inevitable end. I can, and I do, hope that I get most ups and that the ride will keep on going for ages still, but you never know. And I look out on the moon, the gigantic, yellow piece of sun-reflecting rock hanging thousands of miles away in a whole lot of nothing, and I think "Wow, glad I'm not really thinking anything big. Gee wouldn't I feel like a dumbass." But it IS big, this roller coaster, it encompasses every aspect of me, which in a true sense is what I'm basing all this on. So in a sort of introvertive looking glass I realize that I must look through myself to see what's going on outside, and thus I have to take my life into consideration. And it all becomes so blurry, fuzzy with static and unfocused. This little mind of mine, looking through itself to see if it can see the bigger picture out there. I'll be damned if I'm supposed to see all that in this state, no way, not going to happen. So I look at you instead, feeling you make all less complicated, here with me on this here roller coaster. Hakuna Matata, there are good things and there are bad things, and that's all there is to it, really. The existence can be as big and complex as it wants, but it's where you are on the roller coaster right now that matters.