"Time will tell but it doesn't always tell you what you want to hear."

As the thunder begins to roar and the wind bellows its notes I end another day alone. The sound of the thunder is so intemidateing, yet, life giving and thrilling. The person with the big thunder drum up above is playing a song of rage and disappointment, the sound is

How far should a person go in the pursuit of this idea called "happiness"? Is there a end to this pursuit? Is it all in a vain attempt to achieve something that is all in all unattainable? Or maybe we all have it wrong. Each personal