I ... I'm really happy right now. No real reason - well, in the sense that nothing happened to me that would make me happy, just remembering something else.
Falling asleep feeling like this would be nice, I think. I should go do that.
Yeah. Best to before the negative parts of the emotions kick in.
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You know, sometimes I wonder if there's a single person in the world totally untroubled, not insane, never been on drugs, just, never, in their life, had to be in a situation which forced them to confront disturbing possibilities, never had to endure horrible thoughts and feelings, always been the smart kid in class, never been the outcast, never been pressured, didn't have any mental problems and lived a fine life, then I wonder how much I would have hated that person, would they have ever learnt to grow? If my life at school hadn't been that of the naive, high-functioning autistic kid, I probably never would have learnt piano, or taken up jiujitsu, or gotten off my ass and actually tried to loose weight, I never would have learnt to be humble, or caring, or protective, I never would have learnt to try to understand.
But then, on the other hand, I wonder how much better my life would have been if I never had to learn about the dark underbelly of humanity, never having learnt about global warming, genocide, racism, all that willful ignorance of facts staring them in the face, I wouldn't have cared if I was fat, I might have been truly happy, but a massive That Guy.
I dunno, I'm tired.
Oh, right, happy thread, well my happy was that I read a small collection of short stories in the Dresden series, and I quite enjoyed them, thinking of getting the other books, perhaps.