Sometimes I see people and suddenly I feel so happy about life and I am happy to be alive doing what I'm doing and happy that they are alive doing what they're doing. Today when I saw an old man with a long beard and a fuzzy hat riding his bike down the street it made me feel this way. The man looked exhausted and he didn't necessarily look happy but it made me happy to see him riding his bike. Ah life!
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This is a blog from when I was 18-19. I no longer write in it but still enjoy looking through it. Thus it is still here. In many ways I am now different, in many ways I am not.
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