It has come to mind recently that no matter where you live, it is always the same story. Life rolls forward around you while you're stuck in hyper speed. Sometimes, you find yourself waking up days later realising that you can barely recall how you felt in the days prior. We are all so focused on our daily routines that we forget to enjoy the ride. So much so that I heard a story a few days ago how seven men ended their own lives in the space of ten days in the same area. Man, that is not okay. How has society become so f**k't up that this is allowed to happen to more and more men every day? Lads, try enjoy the ride (don't let your mind stray too far into the gutter there, ye?).