Everyone who still have their hearts beating right now, no matter how old you are, you have been given until today, and hopefully more to come, to make that choice. Be smart and you'll have a happy heart.
Most claimed that 2010 was a really bad year. I did too, for an instance. Then I decided life is too fun to be sad. People with shattered hearts and dreams really need a lot of growing up to do. Things break to be repaired. Things break to be replaced. Wounds heal. Physical and emotional. Just need to find the suitable medicine. For some it's drugs and alcohol and endless sex. For others, it's time.
For me, it's myself. I choose to not let myself be affected too much with negativity anymore. I choose to always look for better things. I choose to be happy. I choose to spread love. I choose to spread happiness. I choose to love myself more than anyone. I choose whatever that works.
As a reward, or at least this is what I make of it, for my patience and the newly found vicissitude outlook of life, I found someone to share my happiness with. As surreal as my previous relationship was, this easily tops it. This, is epic.
I was foolish and blinded enough to call someone perfect before. So I don't believe in that anymore. But I have to admit the gap between her and perfection is just infinitesimal. Exterior and interior. My life was already going great. She escalates it to celestial and divine.
So lesson learned, your life is whatever you choose to feel. Rule your emotions. Use logic. Fuse your brain with your heart. The fact that you are still breathing, is already enough to be grateful about. So be appreciative, accept things as it is, learn to tolerate, and be content. Complications only arise when you ask for more than what you have.
So keep smiling, give hugs, and spread love.
I'm done.
Afan.
And I'm the one people love to hate.
