sometimes I feel like a Life theorist
who observes Life from a distance, observes it, and brews up a model or a pattern every once in a while, but who fails to experience it. Involvement contaminates the observation, doesn't it? But isn't involving oneself the only way to experience? Why do I feel there's something from my Life? What am I missing, what do I want? Is it friends? Love? Family? Or truth, independence, and wisdom? Or skills, knowledge, talent? Or adventures and excitement? Will Life always come back at me and prove me wrong whenever I find something I believe is right for me? But then again, the principle of the ever-changing world holds, right? It is foolish to expect a single ultimate goal.
Let me experience then. Let me Live!
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