You know sometimes, you go through some experiences in life and you really don’t want to stop laughing or you wonder when it will all be over and it all seems to rise, climax and fall or fade and you wonder what you were thinking then? My home is a couple of houses and families and friends and most of these experiences however solo the act may seem could be traced to some ‘family’ member or I did with them. I like memories, I love them. It’s bad. The good times, aren’t really good when you think about them especially when you see them as things that really came to an end after all.
The bad times, well they are bad so I can’t say I love them, nobody does or should but here’s what we can say good about the bad times; as much as you can’t laugh when times are hard or whatever problem has taken centre stage, any moment from when the sad time is over, you can really have a good laugh at it and trust me it won’t hurt( this is a personal issue and I haven’t experienced some things, I wasn’t around during the holocaust, with all due respect and condolences of course). Think of when you were short and everyone else was taller. Or when your parents scold us. Or when you lost your first phone which wasn’t even coloured screen. Or the trauma endured only to realise it was a prank. I guess then you say you have a crazy world
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