It was all fine until I started feeling so again.
The recurrence of these sentiments came temperamentally with the absence of a cause.
If anything, I am a highly capricious person by my intrinsical nature.
That stands to obviate dissention.
We've all had our fair share of jettisoning the culpability unto God and other non-existent entities such as 'luck'.
I am perhaps one of the few people who has been conscious of it up until now.
Even so, It's easier said than done to think: "Whatever happens, happens."
I'm getting weary of this ideology.
I am still somewhat bearing the caliginous hope that there are better things in life.
'Better' things?
Better... better... better things.
Yup, better things.
Of course I didn't mean 'better' things as in 'better' things - if that made any sense at all.
But you get the picture.
