I was sitting the other
day and thinking about people's search for happiness. Is there any scientific evidence
that man can actually find it?
Happiness.
It’s sounds like a guide to the galaxy or
something. Once you find it, you are
fullfilled, satisfied, nothing can spoil it. You become a carrier of the same.
But, there is one thing I more into: how strong can be the will of the one to
start all over again once he/she looses it? I was always fascinated by human
power and will for resistance, for taking one step forward, or, in my case-
back.
Past.
We are all, somehow connected
to it. It persecute us when we’re not even aware. Sometimes you find it in a face, song , fallen
leaves , Autumn, November, placard in a city centre which hasn’t been still detached.
It’s so hard to forget past, but it’s even harder to resist to it (especially when past was sweeter
than present).
“You spend your whole life
stuck in the labyrinth, thinking how you'll escape one day, and how awesome it
will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You
just use the future to escape the present.” John Green, Looking for Alaska
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