Doing a little philosophy homework and I don't understand the majority of what Kant says but I sure as hell understand this. Every day we have the choice to focus on the bad or the good, or at least to let one overpower the other. I'm trying to look at my life from a new perspective- this past school year, my first year at university- has been an experiment on if I can be happy even when things turn to shit. The answer is yes. Hard weeks, deaths, fights with friends, and missing people has not stopped me from having the best year of my life. I am finally home and I am so happy. It gets better. I never believed it until it happened to me. Just hang in there. One day you will find your way home.