after living the independent life for so long, it feels very refreshing to depend on others. Doing enjoyable things alone is not as fun as I would like it to be.
Every person is a body and soul, their own perspective is the real world to them, to me I felt all of these intense world view emotions every time I see someone. I just cant get enough of thinking about it, how selfish we can be for our own benefits, Its very saddening.
Did I become normal once again, or did I become very conscious of the reality in the world we live in, that is something I’m better off not knowing, because in the end that’s not what really matters.
Whenever I see someone, I imagine the hardships they had faced thus far, its either sad or it may seem unfair. I take a second look and imagine the bright side of those hardships, what it meant for others and themselves. Perhaps in the end its all worth it. I’m normal once more again.