My friend just stopped by with a quad, half for me, half for him. We proceeded to smoke some bowls.

The sun is shining.
The birds are singing.
Worms crawl through the grass, and Nature is at its best.

Somewhere, everywhere, people live and people die, they smoke and they don't, some happy, some not.

No matter the circumstance, our appearances on this Earth are short at best, and not to enjoy every moment is to scorn it.