i was thinking today about how ephemeral life is. i need to live a full of meaningful memories, of little regrets. why did i care so much in the past about certain things? even more recently, why did i fret during last semester about everything imaginable? my anxiety through the roof. sometimes i can't sleep at night. haunted by past and present occurrences. i guess my path to happiness involves making those around me happy. that's how i take care of myself. by providing those around me with tools to live better lives. i believe everyone is fundamentally moral