All that goes well... ends well enough

Dear Princess Luna, Today was alright, just alright. Im grateful for these days but there comes a time when a row of okay days turns into a row of... adequate days. Between life and strife, the days seem to blend together and tension builds and builds until i cant stand these adequate days. Life is split into chapters and those chapters make up the books that become the novelization of our lives in their entirety. We are borne of strife, life our lives trying to overcome it and, eventually we stop. I dont mean to sound ungrateful but i wish my life weren't driven by a need to defeat the undefeatable all this to say alright days are good but theyll never just be alright but thats okay sincerely, Pacriv