You’re absolutely perfect just the way you are. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise!
The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.
Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn’t.
“Adults constantly raise the bar on smart children, precisely because they’re able to handle it. The children get overwhelmed by the tasks in front of them and gradually lose the sort of openness and sense of accomplishment they innately have. When they’re treated like that, children start to crawl inside a shell and keep everything inside. It takes a lot of time and effort to get them to open up again. Kids’ hearts are malleable, but once they gel it’s hard to get them back the way they were.”
|—||Haruki Murakami, Kakfa on the Shore|
There is a test to find out whether your mission in life is complete.
If you’re alive, it isn’t.
Can you see me? All of me? Probably not. No one ever really has.