Life....

I've gone through some weird shit these past few months and I really believe that I have come out of it all a stronger and much harder man. Stronger, yes good. But I am kinda sad that I am a harder man at the end of it all. Things that I used to care about don't bother me anymore. Happenings around me that nearly used to move me to tears I don't even notice anymore. I just don't give a FUCK anymore. But today, I met someone who really made me think. I met one of J's friends from office. She is a nice, pyt. Just all of atleast 4 years younger to me. She takes life as it comes. She downloads movies. Makes music. Parties. Deep down even, she is strong. She's got less than 5 years left to live. But she believes that there is more to life than just to carry bad baggage around and feel bad about it. I feel good to have met someone like her!!.