Sometimes I really wish life could be simple. I know that a lot of the time I would end up bored. But there are those select complications in life that I could really do without.

Complications and all, I think I'm happy right now. And yet, I feel as though something is wrong. Something I can't put my finger on is eating away at me from deep inside. Just randomly poking through my happiness exposing itself just enough to make itself known, but with no explanation. ???