Dreaming within the Reality.

Morning blues. That's how every winter day begins for me. This winter, while I woke up to a newer destination, I was too lazy to plan for the day. All that I did was grabbed coffee and ran within day dreaming.
I believe in angels. in God sending messages via messengers who bring about with themselves, Happiness.
I had no idea that this last day at internship was going to change my entire life.
While I was about to leave the office, the newly made friends (the associates at the firm) gifted a farewell gift to me.
Amongst three other things, was a book, the one I had been looking for probably longer than for decades. The one that was to answer every dilemma. Many Lives, Many Masters by Dr. Brian Weiss was more than just a book for me.
Death was one of the most disrupted concepts in my head, it told me, that Death wasn't the end. While I still blamed myself for what happened to my granpa, and S, it told me, that more than anything, it was what they had chosen for themselves. The way they wanted things to be.
It told me, that happiness was reasonless, and everytime I appended a reason to it, I lessened down its value. 'cause while the reason would eventually die out, so would the happiness.
It told me, that there are three basic attributes to life, hope, faith, and happiness tied with the strings of love.
This is lesser than an excerpt to convey what is compassed within that story.