Meine Beschreibung ist : Life is merely a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. A kiss on the cheek, the sky 5 minutes before it starts to rain, the moment your laugh becomes a cackle, and I sit back, take another sip and think of the moments of true bliss when life's meaning was winning street hockey or getting the boy across the street to like me! Try