No, i haven’t seen that Will Smith drama from last year, and i don’t want to write about that. I just had very interesting experiences lately. To be exact, i felt happy, now and then. Last night i remembered that week i spent with my friends in the summer—though writing relive would be more precise. Remembering seems to make people happy. When i remember how great a party was last year—and there was a couple of great parties indeed—i only remember how much i enjoyed it, how much fun we had, not that next day i was this-and-that overhung. Memory (the mental ability of remembering past events) seems to sugarcoat memories (the impressions of past events): when i recall a concert for example, where i know, that i didn’t enjoy myself so much, even though i now feel like it was a great thing. It must’ve been.

There is a very interesting state of mind, usually of those who could smell the feet of death by their heads. If anyone interested, it’s called apathy. It could be best described as… well, as being totally uninterested in everything. Literally.

There is an other state of mind, that i myself am in in the past week. Akin to apathy, i’m like “whatever” all the time. Not that i’m not interested, i’m just tired to respond. Why bother? So… consider this post a great thing.