You build dreams inside your hearts, and then, you go out to the world, chasing them. You look around; you'll find complete strangers - you don't see any pieces of your reflection in them and you get scared. You get frightened because you're not like them. You'll start mimicking them, try to become more like them, and eventually, when you notice that you've something in common with everyone around, you feel secured.
And later, at one point of time, you think that life is boring and you're not doing what you're meant for. Irony, isn't it?
YOU ARE READING
Life is Short. So is this book
RandomAll my thoughts, quotes and emotions in one book. Happy reading :)
