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We want the solution. We want it all mapped out. We want to know everything ends well. We want it all spoiled, with as little mystery as possible.
But where is the fun in that?

I love that word 'spoiler, don't you? The idea that if we know what is about to happen, it takes the enjoyment from it.
It's so strange that we don't want spoilers in our stories but we seek them in our lives. We want to know we will fall in love, or be healthy, or finish the degree in style, get the good job or the comfortable pension.

You will remember me like this now. Not as a moment but as a person.

Being open to possibility is being open to pain, failure, disappointment, so the temptation is to curl ourselves up like armadillos, And it is perfectly understandable. Sometimes it is easier to press our metaphorical noses into our metaphorical backsides than to look out into the universe.

You see, if you want to visit a new world, you don't need a spacecraft.
All you need to do is change your mind.

People say that love is rare. I am not so sure. What is rare is something even more desirable. Understanding. There is no point in being loved if you are not understood. They are simply loving an idea of you they have in their mind. They are in love with love. They are in love with their loving. To be understood. And not only that, but to be understood and appreciated once understood. That is what matters.

I was there, but not there. I was watching myself in the third person. A character in a life that looked like mine but wasn't. I missed him so much, but also I felt like I was missing myself too. That's the thing with grief. The way it kind of sinks you into death as well, I mean, you are still biologically functioning obviously. You are out there breathing and seeing and talking but you aren't properly alive any mor

I look at what is happening in the world and I see that our whole species is on a path to destruction. Like it is programmed, another pattern. And I just get fed up with being a human, being this small tiny thing that can't do anything about the world. Everything feels impossible.