So, there I was walking in my swirl. Basking in the glory of good times, and good company. Everything was going wrong, and shit was hitting the fan, but nothing could bring me down. As Main-Man-Mraz once sang, "Awful happens all the time, don't let it kill you."

For every moment where I felt a need for some time to self-reflect, I found nothing but beauty staring back at me. It wasn't the same old depressing tune anymore. I couldn't and can't find any flaw within the plot lines of my life. As icing on the cake, I have even managed to mend my relationship with my parents.

La di da, ladies and gents! Sing it with me now!