I cant complain.
Considering WHAT it was yesterday.
I cant complain.
It was like a psychedelic neverending dream. I wouldnt say it was a bad one.
But considering what I was going through yesterday and how I feel now in the moment. I cant complain. I feel almost like a normal person.
Tricky chemistry of the brain.
All is for purpose.
Or to put it in a better way- all it happens for a certain reason.
What is this reason or does it has any sense...who knows.
And who cares really?
Considering WHAT it was yesterday.
I cant complain.
It was like a psychedelic neverending dream. I wouldnt say it was a bad one.
But considering what I was going through yesterday and how I feel now in the moment. I cant complain. I feel almost like a normal person.
Tricky chemistry of the brain.
All is for purpose.
Or to put it in a better way- all it happens for a certain reason.
What is this reason or does it has any sense...who knows.
And who cares really?