Girl near the edge.

Friday 23rd January 2009.

A perfect day, almost, but if it were complete then it wouldn't leave room for improvement; and that there's always room for.
I don't think I've stopped smiling all day to be honest. Although I know today has been a parallell day for other people.
Do you ever get the feeling that things are going a little too well. We spend so much of our time moaning about all the problems in our lives, then when they seem to disappear we suddenly become acutely alert for anything negative. Does that mean that happiness isn't actually all that good because it makes us too vulnerable... too close to the edge? People who are said to live life on the edge always glory about how wonderful it is. Happiness is very close to a dangerous edge so come to think of it... living life on the edge must be walking a line of happiness.
Surely the vulnerability is worth the happiness?

RIP Uncle Don

He makes me smile.
Girl near the edge.
x.