I have a happy life, the best family, such loving friends, one great God, but it feels like everything is happening so fast around me I can't breathe.
This is probably what drowning feels like.
I love coffee. I've always been an observer of life, sitting back and relaxing -- over a cup of coffee of course -- seeing people come and go, going to places near and far, and making new friends and enemies. Nothing is so special about me, except for the fact that I am in love with my life and yes, with all the people in it.
