Many of the sentences I begin have no point, but they turn into interesting, true things. I like that.

Have any of you ever had a time when everything seemed to go right? Not just for you, but for the world?

Nothing mattered tonight; nothing could phase me. I very seldom feel this way, but I feel very good about it when I do. Very, very good.

Parents, however, are not my favorite of creatures. I appreciate what they do for us young'uns, but I also "appreciate" the fact that they make some things so difficult. Porn, for example, or staying out late.

All of this gibberish is just me skirting around the fact that I had the most wonderful night I've had in a very long time, and perhaps the one I've felt the best about ever. Not the best, felt the best about. No doubts, no regrets; nothing happened that I didn't make happen. It's like living on your own, you know? That feeling. The feeling that sure, you have to get up and make coffee, but if you don't then there won't *be* any coffee. And while that only really matters to you because you're the only one there, it's still good to be able to decide NOT to make it.

I'm having a very difficult time delving into my thoughts; they're just skimming around on the surface. So I'll bid you adieu, and wish you all a wonderfully wonderful weekend. I believe that it will be sort of like that for me.

PS: I hope karma is a lifespan thing, not a intra lifespan thing, because I've used it all up, up until break.