As I laid down on the damp gras, I watched the clouds moving slowly to the west. To me clouds are very calming, because they just move without having a goal, clouds don't need a purpuse, they are just there or not, they don't need a reason. Then I realised that being human sucks, because it's in our nature to find a purpuse to live, to find a reason to do something, anything. Even when we think we don't need a reason, our unconsciousness decides to give us a purpuse anyways. So even when we think that there is no reason for our action, we're lying to ourself or rather to our minds. I think that most of the time you're to problem to your problems.
Wouldn't it just be easier to go where the wind blows, instead of fighting our way through everything,
or to flow like a river, instead of drowning in our teers, because of the crap life puts us through?
