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For some reason, I can’t keep my eyes off the short loop. There’s beauty in nature and in daily experiences. I think most people depend on others or a lot of money to feel this happiness, but I think,
happiness is always a state of mind.
Dark Blue
I look up at the sky, wondering if I'll catch a glimpse of kindness there, but I don't. All I see are indifferent summer clouds drifting, and they have nothing to say to me. I probably shouldn't be looking up at them. What I should be looking at is inside of me. Can I see kindness there? No. All I see is my own nature; my own individual, stubborn, uncooperative, often self-centered nature that still doubts itself, who when troubles occur, locks herself away alone.
I think in my own way, I’m aware of this danger. That’s why I’ve had to constantly keep my body in motion. In some cases— pushing myself to the limit in order to heal the loneliness I feel inside. Not so much as an intentional act, but as an instinctive reaction.
Dark Blue
I look up at the sky, wondering if I'll catch a glimpse of kindness there, but I don't. All I see are indifferent summer clouds drifting, and they have nothing to say to me. I probably shouldn't be looking up at them. What I should be looking at is inside of me. Can I see kindness there? No. All I see is my own nature; my own individual, stubborn, uncooperative, often self-centered nature that still doubts itself, who when troubles occur, locks herself away alone.
I think in my own way, I’m aware of this danger. That’s why I’ve had to constantly keep my body in motion. In some cases— pushing myself to the limit in order to heal the loneliness I feel inside. Not so much as an intentional act, but as an instinctive reaction.
