Why are we humans so stubborn sometimes? Why do we keep trying and trying and TRYING even after having hit the wall several times,
why keep trying not even knowing what will come, what will come? Not
even knowing if it’s worth it, not even knowing if it will work out, not
even knowing if you will get even more hurt than when you hit the wall
the first time? Why?
We could sit and watch, sit and wait. Wait for things to happen, wait for things to come.
But we get up and get out. We go searching for love, friendship, challenges, emotions, feelings, things, stuff, people.
We go mad, mad for all those things. We keep running, from place to place, seeing what we would be able to find first. But we don't know if we will ever find it.
If we will ever GET it, if we will ever be able to say: I DID IT.
Actually and in fact: who cares?
"If you dare to believe in life, you might realize there's no time for talking"
You can choose. Either sit down and wait or wake up and walk.
You can fall, yes you can. But you can also raise up again, jump in the air, up to the clouds.
You can find yourself stuck in the middle of the road, you can get hit, you can go crazy, you may also cry.
Will it be worth it? Yes it will, life is about that.
Love, smile and be fearless.
