My Fiction Life

Daylight. Sun. Of course, that’s how the world works, but for me? I don’t ever see it working for me. Life, death. That’s how everything works. The circle of life, as some people call it. But for me? I call it nothing. You live, you die. Nothing bad right? Well to some people it’s horrible, but to me, I laugh. I laugh and laugh because it’s nothing. Nothing to me, as to some people, it’s everything. I awake and get on with my life. Some life. Some world. But hey, who’s complaining?