A series of disorganized thoughts, just thoughts. I recognize how these can be very, very wrong. And I know how these can be very, very absurd. And very, very old. *** Why do we grow tired of the things we once thought were beautiful? Upon acquiring something, why do we suddenly think that it wasn't as good as we thought when it wasn't within reach? Because these things, these things that we can acquire -- these are finite things. We get to see every angle of these finite things -- we get to consume every detail. We aspire for something better, not because we "get used" to these pretty things. They become boring after a while, because there is nothing anymore to know further. When you look for a partner, he has got to be someone... whom you will never learn to regard as furniture. Still, it is essential that you get to know him very well, for you to know if he's the right person. But can you really know a person? Even if you know him now, you never know what kind of person he will become in the future. Yes, eventually, you will know more and more of his secrets, but it would never reach the point that you will know everything. And these secrets, it's not like they stop from increasing, do they? What we do not know fully, we do not grow tired of. As well-known as this is, I still question why we cling most to what we don't understand. Because we like the challenge? We aspire for what we cannot acquire? Because we like limitless things? Why run a race without knowing if there is a finish line? *** Relatively, I have less inhibitions than others. I'm pretty much an open book. It's okay for me to commit mistakes, when I have good intentions; mistakes that I've never committed before. It's okay for me to lose persons who cannot take me as I am. I guess, people have inhibitions because they are afraid of being judged, afraid of being unaccepted, afraid of being left behind. Afraid of losing their mystery that makes them so attractive in the first place. Afraid of offending people. Why are we so scared of being offensive? Can't we always make up? Yes, some mistakes are unforgivable. But those who do not have the heart to forgive, when you have explained your side... don't you think... that they are not worth our time and effort? A series of disorganized thoughts, just thoughts. I recognize how these can be very, very wrong. And I know how these can be very, very absurd. And very, very old. | 
