Sunshine and snowflakes and pixies. Oh my.

Well, can't sleep again, looking over the blog, realising now how this really doesn't show much about who I am, or what I stand for.
Assuming I don't know the answer to either of those, this is just to say how I have no right to complain bout anything I do.

First, I have the most amazing girl, who makes me happy just knowing she is mine. Suddenly all the cheesy love songs I used to have just for the tune now make me think 'yup', and make me smile randonly, even whilst walking down the street, much to the bemusement of the passersby, who see a weird kid bobbing along to music suddenly break into a mile-long grin and start skipping. But pah, strangers, who needs 'em.

Secondly, I have friends. Lots of friends, all of them I can have a laugh with, most of which I can talk to, some even talk back. And then there are those, very select, who I trust. Actually, genuinely trust. And hey, if your reading this, your probably one of them. These are the ones are constantly there for me, and who probably feel underappreciated, so I APPRECIATE IT GUYS!

Thirdly, I guess, comes family, who I know are there for me, even if I don't really want them to be. Money, a roof, food, clothes, and love. What more could a guy ask for? I mean I can't talk to them, but hey thats what friends are for. ( see above)

So basically, what I'm saying in my sleep deprived state here, is that I'm actually happy, and don't have any reason why not to be, which is why I let the little things bug me, cos I know I've got the big things covered.

Around me, faces, plastered with grins,
arms outstretched welcome me in.
My brain is racing with what to think,
but it now longer matters as i start to drink in the looks of sheer delight,
bathing my skin in this friendly light, as adventures unfold,
shirtless in a field, lying in a road, partying til dawn and beyond
with mates old and new, I know I belong.
And with this new joy and social might, I'm me. And all the while,
my face is covered with a genuine smile.
And whilst I can't usually write what makes me glad,
sunshine and snowflakes and pixies, oh my,
I just want to show that I ain't ever sad,
cos I'm always buzzing from this dizzying high