CityOfAngels

I was sitting down last night, thinking about my current financial situations, relationship situations, and everything else that has caused my 4-year long depression.

But then I realized that I was sitting down, playing Advance Wars on my XBOX. I realized that I own a massive collection of basketball cards. I realized that I own a decent computer with a cable internet connection. I realized that I own a cell phone, and my iPod is ever growing with my favorite music (in large part thank to the Music Genome Project). I realized I have access to an amazing community who withholds a plethora of information that is useful to anything and everyone (you guys/gals).

I realized that, compared to the victims of Hurricane Katrina; compared to the victims in Thailand; compared to anyone who we might call "underprivileged," I've got it made. And I feel guilty. I feel guilty because I know that people just down the street from me, sleeping in alleys, bushes, and parking lots, are homeless and often go hungry; while I'm sitting here, downloading XBOX games.

What do I do about it?

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The words "love" and "life" go together. It is almost as if they are one. You must love to live, and you must live to love, or you have never lived nor loved at all.