Life is beautiful

There seems to be many hints here and there urging me to do something more meaningful. And it dwelled upon me that I am not satisfied with how I am feeling and what I am encountering at this particular stage of my life. Though I have not come up with anything concrete or specific, I am determined to do something about it.

Another revelation: I seem to be learning less, too little, during the holidays and I hate it when the day is deemed redundant when it reaches its end.

Damnit.

Something I heard in Accuracy of Death yesterday, that life is something very normal, nothing special, but it is important. I like how they say it.

And life is beautiful, isn't it?

P.S: The photo above, do you know where it is? No prizes though.