Picture perfect memories...

If nothing else, we can say that we are one of few, who crawled up from the gutter and made something of themselves, despite the odds and despite others who tried to keep us down. We should be proud of that achievements. At least I am. We must also never forget the struggles we went through, because we are a living example to those who wander in darkness, a staunch reminder that light is within reach if you can find the strength and determination to keep going.

You know what, sometimes it seems to me we're living in a world that we fabricate for ourselves. We decide what's good and what isn't, we draw maps of meanings for ourselves. And then we spend our whole lives struggling with what we have invented. The anxieties we feel are really a byproduct of the walls we built around our heart, of our vision of the castle we want to one day live in. It's all a projection of what we once decided we want to be. The problem is that each of us has our own version of it, that's why it's so hard to understand each other. To find meaning in those around.