Stairway to unknown

 

Someone once said,

 ‘You have this idea… about your life, about who you are, how people should treat you and when it’s not matching the reality you are eternally unsatified.

You romanticize the desert then fade cause it doesnt water you.

You pick and choose people and try to glue them on your picture,

 like they are made of paper.

And idealise the characters cause the real life is never enough for a creator.'

Well, lately I’ve been thinking about it.

Maybe that person was right . Cause it was always better or worse than what I imagined. But never exactly the same. Even if I planned every detail. My creation was failing me from the start.

Life is a stairway to unknown. That's why it’s unpredictable, that's why you are disappointed most of the time.

You can change yourself, you can change what your eyes wander around but you can never change what’s going to happen to you. That’s a power out of reach.

The good, bad and the ugly, you have no control but respond or react from your being.

It’s starts when you accept the win of a losing game.