Somehow when I look back in the past, I'm surprised at how childish I once was. Like when I find out that someone didn't like me, I would either avoid that person or go through all lengths to show that person I'm not who they think I am. But now when I've heard that someone didn't like me, I don't do a thing about it. It has something to do with your mind I guess. Little realisations that make you change yourself into what you're going to be. I guess somewhere along the line between 8 and 14, I realised that I'm not living to impress, I'm living for myself and myself alone. See what a little realisation can lead to?
"The human life is like the shadow of a flying bird, which
lasts only as long as the bird is flying overhead. But eventually the bird will pass by, or cease to fly, and then the shadow is gone forever." - The Shadow of a Flying Bird, Mordicai Gerstein.
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