If you didn't wake up tomorrow, would you be bothered? Is there anything you really want to do in life?
I wouldn't be bothered. There's nothing I really want to do now, and over all everything just seems to be one big decline: losing the people around you who you love, memories being consigned to just that, the country and precious historic values being ruined or sneered at. Sure things can get better, but it certainly doesn't seem it most of the time. I don't know, I just feel when thinking about life generally the same when you see the sun going down on a summers night or the autumn: it's just one big story of decay and decline. I guess the fact I believe in a kingdom of Heaven also reassures me: and if i'm wrong then i'll never know.
How about you?

