Random Idealness

Thinking allot recently about many different things. I think I cling to the sad and depressing things because I find more emotion in them. Not just in myself but others. People seem to be more human, more vulnerable, more real, when the worst things happen to them. When people are lost and hurt looking for shelter or relief. It builds a common quality in man that can't really be found else where. Sure the happier moments are blissful and great, but they also breed laziness and greed. At least they seem to in me. I want to stay in that bliss and start to forget the rest of the world. I always lose those feelings that I seem I want to hold onto the most. Time erodes my emotions quicker than anything else. I read a book about the horrible things going on wanting to change the world, and the next moment I'm wondering what the white stuff is in my snickers. I wonder what will break this new one, but what I really want to know is how to keep it.