There are things in life we can’t explain, and contentment is one of them. We as mortals have been in search for that since we are born, we long to seek the feeling which death can only answer yet we still insist that beyond reason, something or someone will come to us that will fill the gap we are feeling and at last we can say that we are complete.
Why can’t we just be happy with what we have, instead we subject ourselves to a never-ending search that might eventually lead us into frustrations. Masochism. That’s because we still see our life in every fairytale we know, and that someday we will live happily ever after.
Why can’t we just be happy with what we have, instead we subject ourselves to a never-ending search that might eventually lead us into frustrations. Masochism. That’s because we still see our life in every fairytale we know, and that someday we will live happily ever after.
