Kurai Extravaganza

Curiosity killed the cat, they say. It certainly did not kill me. Strangly enough... But whatever the case may be, I always want to know more about it. I want to know the 'why' behind all things. Even if no one understands the answer.

Even if the case is especially sad or gruesome. It only fuels the curiosity.

I keep wondering, why would anyone write the end to her own story. Abruptly, without meaning. A grand departure. At what point loses one interest in the continueing story, even when her own storyline demands for her to end.

I think it is coureagous. But what I can say, nothing ever happened to me. After all, ill weeds grow apace. A simple depression can not create such a state of mind.

Death frightens me. In all but one way. So, I believe that it takes courage to take the step to step out of it.

But it is weak as well. It is cowardly not to fight. Yes, there are many things which must happen before you take such a step. But then again, you know how to fight when you get to such a point. It is not as if it all dwans on you in one second. Such things grow. It is that proces that catches my curiosity.

But I have to admit, it is anything but honourful. It is more honourful to fight...