2004-05-16 - 7:52 p.m.

Experiencing nothing less than the sheer joy of life and living, feeling the breeze stir through the anxious air and knowing that this exact moment is the meaning of life. We're all just refugees of this terrible planet, scribbling through the decades to cope with the self-loathing unique to only our species, but I am content. Some of us can sit back and let life happen to us.