Music is too nice to quit listening. Nighttime is too comforting to go to sleep. Cigarettes are too nice to quit. Booze eases too much to stop drinking. Conversations are too interesting to stop. Studies are too interesting to be done. Love is too great to give up. Life is too short. It just is.

Thunder flashes occasionally through my window. I am tipsy. And realise I am so happy. So, so happy. Still poor, still in a crazy long-distance relationship, still going strong. So, so, so happy. I'm the luckiest girl in the world.