Do we all not want to be story tellers? With ourselves as the lead actors? We want to potray our life as a memorable story, all the while to impress the world.
When will we (and when i say we, it includes me) realize it is not the world we need to impress?
I honestly feel and I am sure many will agree with me, there is so much to learn and so little time.
Yet life cannot be treated as a race.
We must be the head chefs of our own lives.Adding spice and sweet to it, and letting it simmer and cook at its own pace.
Sourness and bitterness will follow by themselves.That would be the role of fate.
Happiness is a compromise.
Happiness is a sacrifice.