When you set out with yourself, after a while, you start to think that life is getting longer. As if you were so immortal. It seems like it will never end.
If happiness is not in your hands, not only life, everything in life becomes longer and unnecessary. Imagine your hands … (read more)

When you set out with yourself, after a while, you start to think that life is getting longer. As if you were so immortal. It seems like it will never end.
If happiness is not in your hands, not only life, everything in life becomes longer and unnecessary. Imagine your hands stretching out to touch someone else, or imagine your nose racing with another nose. I leave it to your imagination, imagine your arms wrapped around your legs...