Time is one of the greatest mysteries of life. He always is, whether willing or not. Nobody can stop it or kick it, or an earlier date it. Nobody can touch it and not play, but he always mess with us. Time passes and the way you want in life you want. We can only try to conform and adapt to circumstances that are imposed on us.
I grew up and left the house of my mother. But to be honest, I did not grow enough to get out of there, I grew up after I left, I grew up enough to keep me out of there. In two months the growth had never grown in years, and I'm still growing. I dunno, I have this thing for me to adapt well to any situation when I need it much easier for me. I think perhaps my mother is still suffering a lot and most likely still will suffer for a long time, because she has not grown enough to accept that I grew up.
As much as parents do not want, however until some kids do not want too, where children will grow up and live their lives. That's how things are. Because, if not this way, is a sign that something is wrong.
Maybe I contradict too much, or maybe I just change my mind very fast, but nobody is ever quite the same forever. Sometimes I think that, but I also think that the essence always remains the same. Just as water flowing in a river today is not the same that will run tomorrow, everyone knows that idenpendentemente the day, the water will always be fresh water.
Sometimes we feel like stopping time in a few moments, because we want everything to be always equal. Immutable. Paralyzed that day years ago, those same people saying the same things, always having the same ideas, without living and accumulate new perspectives, without leaving your seat. Frozen forever, because if that moment was good and it worked, it means that work out to others too, has to be that same way. This is impossible.
We fear some changes, but they happen. And we can only close your eyes and take us through them and hope that down the road, was worth it in terms framed to that new way. And wanting is the first step to success.
I grew up and left the house of my mother. But to be honest, I did not grow enough to get out of there, I grew up after I left, I grew up enough to keep me out of there. In two months the growth had never grown in years, and I'm still growing. I dunno, I have this thing for me to adapt well to any situation when I need it much easier for me. I think perhaps my mother is still suffering a lot and most likely still will suffer for a long time, because she has not grown enough to accept that I grew up.
As much as parents do not want, however until some kids do not want too, where children will grow up and live their lives. That's how things are. Because, if not this way, is a sign that something is wrong.
Maybe I contradict too much, or maybe I just change my mind very fast, but nobody is ever quite the same forever. Sometimes I think that, but I also think that the essence always remains the same. Just as water flowing in a river today is not the same that will run tomorrow, everyone knows that idenpendentemente the day, the water will always be fresh water.
Sometimes we feel like stopping time in a few moments, because we want everything to be always equal. Immutable. Paralyzed that day years ago, those same people saying the same things, always having the same ideas, without living and accumulate new perspectives, without leaving your seat. Frozen forever, because if that moment was good and it worked, it means that work out to others too, has to be that same way. This is impossible.
We fear some changes, but they happen. And we can only close your eyes and take us through them and hope that down the road, was worth it in terms framed to that new way. And wanting is the first step to success.
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