Stop loving what isn't and bask in reality.
To dream is to live
And hope moves us forward.
But dwelling on futile notions of what will be,
Of what could be... That will only leave me empty.
A solution:
Love small thing.
Don't hold back those childish fancies that come unexpectedly.
As we grow, they become fewer and fewer.
Capture them when they come, and exhaust them.
If in the proses, you find your self exhausted, even better.
Don't forget the things that make you human.
The(abrupt) end (of my self-reminder...)
No comments:
Post a Comment