from the observation deck

i was spacing out while looking at a pot of boiling water, and as the bubbles shot to the surface, i got a subconscious urge to stick my hand in it. kind of like when you're on top of a tall building and you look over the side...apart of your body gets the quick urge to jump. ever realize the most beautiful moments you have in life are the ones that come right after you've been drained of all your good spirits? its like your body and mind crave the pain as to remind what makes the good parts so great. without it everything would be neutral...but neutral is bland. life would be bland without the sorrow and the torture and anything that causes a rift in our happy patterns we try so hard to sow together. im not saying that i want all this. nobody likes feeling terrible. well, not entirely. but i do believe its necessary. reminds to appreciate what we have...and give us something to work for.