I haven't lazed at home for a while like today. It is certainly not an enticement to be bored at home with nothing to do but it's definitely pleasurable to just lie in bed and think about life, after all i suppose i could list down " thinking about life " as a hobby of mine.
[My hobbies : dancing, collecting stamps, thinking about life.]
I suppose i do it often, especially after i've experienced or i've observed something about us, humans. Or, i could also be affected deeply after watching a good film. I suppose it doesn't take much to send me into that trance, where many questions pop up in my head, asking me about what i was going to be or what i was going to do.
I reckon that life has it ways to make everything alright, it may be a strange sense of naivety still lingering in me that makes me feel this way, or maybe just the hope an average, everyday conversation gives me.
Whatever it is, life's definitely worth living.
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