I love when things fail

There was a time when we were younger, and I admit I would laugh more often than today, and we used to hang around and just laugh, just have a good laugh, and I would strum an imaginary guitar and you would just run around in the grass. Yes, those were such good times and we did enjoy them. I laugh here often anyway, in these days, and you still hang around and I would just strum my guitar every now and then.

And sometimes things tend to fail, and the jar that was on the table is broken on the floor, and my wallet is suddenly void of money, but then I laughed and now I do it too. Somehow it is different, though, but anyway it is the same.