So it is another day. the sun rose as predicted
And i feel okay.. i feel good, relatively

I stopped questioning the emotions long ago, i just obey
From happy to furious and from ecstatic to psychotic... i am what i feel like these days

Of course I want to be a buddhist monk, and find the good in every moment
Evading the cynicism and negative with bruce lee reflexes

I dont want to need to tell people how I am, I want them to know I am doing well
I want my personality (the only thing that is real) to indicate more than anything else that I let nothing at all get to me...not even the death of my child.

Not even the death of my child.

Because my strength is like bruce lee's