When we are young, we’d try anything to look older than our actual age. When we are slightly older, and not just restricting to women, we realise our earlier mistakes and instead try to look younger than the real age. It is only much later that many people become comfortable with their actual age.
It seems, for some of us, we end up spending a whole time in order to really live at our actual age!?
I really don’t recall when it started, but it seems that as far as I can remember I always had this mental picture of human relationships being like the casting of fishing nets. Whenever two strangers cross paths, even just a total stranger walking past on the street, an invisible thread is cast out and then you are tied together forever. If the ‘pull’ is strong enough, someday you will meet again even if for some reasons you two eventually become separated. I suppose this is what some people would call fate?
On the quest for things dear to you, this is one piece of advice we can do well to remember:
“Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.”
Veronica A. Shoffstall
Was over at my friend’s place tonight. We had some red wine and pizza and, after a while, started discussing relationships and in particular breakups in long distance relationships.
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