Something is going to have to happen. Not necessarily something big. Just something.

I don't want all that much. But I want to be fine. I want to live a simple life with many good moments and a lot of fun.

Something is going to have to happen. Not necessarily something big. Just something.

Everything seemed meaningless to me. All of a sudden. My own life, the lives of others, of animals of plants, the whole world. It no longer fitted together.

The only question that really counts, must be thins one: are things getting better or are they getting worse?

When the universe is ephemeral, one can easily feel that human existence is meaningless. Why should I do anything at all? On the other hand it is tempting to try and make the best of it. I'm here, anyway. The imagination won't cope if I try to picture where I'd otherwise be.

I still don't know if things fit together, or if everything will be all right in the end. But I believe that something means something. I believe in cleansing the soul through fun and games. I also believe in love. And I have several good friends, and just one bad one.