Because sour moments can easily spoil the taste of the cake, or they might as well enhance the sweet flavors on it.
I have been quiet the last couple of months. Sometimes I fear that I might have lost my inner voice, but no, it is there, always there, it is just that sometimes I don't feel like writing... and I have decided that if it doesn't flow, I must never force it, because it stops being fun and it becomes a chore, and God knows how much I hate chores!

I also saw death taking someone from this world and it made me sad, scared and wonder about the meaning of life and what is beyond...
I saw a perfectly young, healthy, beautiful woman, mom and wife die. Her true soul was taken away because of a debilitating illness, I saw her eyes lose their sparkle and her body get tired and extremely weak, thin and sick.
I felt a deep sorrow for her, for her husband, and for her two year old beautiful daughter, who will never remember her mom... It is unfair, but I guess it is never fair, It just happens and we have to deal with it, and we will never be ready for it, NEVER!

I have decided I will change my perspective about this last issue. I don't feel like being scared anymore. I want to be powerful, I want the angels in me to be powerful, so the voices of the demons become weak and become so tiny, that one day they just disappear and I won't even miss them anymore.
And that's all there is to it... to life, to death, to mysteries, to decisions, to moments, to feelings... Perspective... I feel like changing it to a sunny bright spectrum.