I'm at the point in my life where things are neither good or bad. They could be better, but they could be worse and I can't look at anything with a purely pessimistic or optimistic point of view. It's that point in life where you just have to forge foward and hope for the best. You keep your fingers crossed in hopes that someday catching that happiness you tried so hard to hold in your grasp. That's the thing about happiness, it is fleeting. Like that firefly you try to capture and no matter how many times you waver, try to clasp it in your hands, but it never wants to be kept. Keep one foot in front of the other and move along, because someday that firefly will find it's way back to you.