I have been feeling fairly upbeat in times of activity, but I find myself falling into moments of deep sadness. But the sadness itself is beautiful and I find myself adoring my sadness. The passing of time, life, everything... can be so sad. I believe though, that this sadness is not as the typical person would think of. It is a sadness that is not bad or wretched. I will look at the flowers in full bloom and then watch them die in my mind. I will say to myself... it is sad that something so beautiful must fade and vanish... just as I will watch the breeze rustle the trees, listen to the murmur of ambient breeze in the dim lighting of the cloud drenched skies and think im my mind, 'ah such emptiness' and in some way this will evoke a beautiful sadness.