While the warm summer breeze was blowing through my hair, I was lost in the void between reality and escapism, you know when you're lost looking at things. My thoughts ran vary on what a fleeting paradox is our life.
It's almost as though all things happening, including the typing currently taking place all lead to are so insignificant, and we keep taking these moments to be our biggest achievements. In all honesty, what exactly are the really important things we should care about? What does life even mean? I mean it's one thing to see it for its purpose and all our theories, but in general, even when a close one goes away, life still continues in all its rotten form.
The mysteries that occupy our minds are quite a few, but really what are the ones worth looking for?
Is this detachment, I feel either detached or disconnected to this earthly life and humans. Many can mistake this for a person who doesn't care as much, or who isn't in love with her family and friends, and I can very truthfully say I care and love them very much, I just feel a type of disconnect that lets me step away from matters in this life.
What do you think about when you say goodbye to a loved one on the way to heaven.
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