Life, love and everything else...

This is just me thinking. About life, love and everything else. Not sure of what I seek. Still I'm so certain. What is life all about? Love, fame, wealth or sex? Or maybe something else? There's no meaning of life. Yet so many. Over and over again I try to convince myself the thing I seek is a bit more... "casual". But everytime I look into a mirror I realize that's not my heart's desire. What my dreams tell is a fairytale. Yet nothing like it. What I truly want is the illusion of "true love". I can't believe in such things for real though. This world made me cynical and science gave me more practical views of looking at it. But there's still hope for me. Love and romance make me soft and so many persons and things give me the urge to shout 'kawaii!'. Isn't life really about those little things? Gestures from friends, family and all the other persons that matters. It's those small gestures we'd miss the most if they'd disappear. Yet those are the ones we mostly take for granted. Why is that? Has the comfort of them made us lazy? Think about what people actually do for you. If your eyes are open you'll see more care for you than you first thought. No matter what you believe there's always at least one who'd cry for you if you'd die. This is just me thinking. Current thoughts and views. I wonder what I'll believe tomorrow? Time will tell.....


Tomorrow never comes. It's always in front of you. Wherever you go. Whatever you do. Tomorrow is the future... Don't get tied down preparing every single bit of it. You'll only forget to live in the present.