Life has different meanings to me every time I try to come up with one. Sometimes it feels like a melody, sometimes I see it as a parody, sometimes I just think nothing of it.
Melody in the sense that life sometimes sings a sad tune, sometimes a happy one and some other times another different one.
Parody as in being my one self sometimes, happy self at other and what not.
Life is bliss and life is fleeting. I find it rather blissful in living my days as I see fit to have a good life than to ponder about yonder (the far distance), life is fleeting afterall.
(Just another random thought.)
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