Our lives are not perfect. It often has various flaws, sadness or disappointments. Nor is the sunshine and warmth constant. Often it is covered by a thick layer of clouds and cold rain pours down, drenching us while we stand in the middle of the street. Colorful butterflies don't constantly fly in our lives. And there are no rainbows in our eyes. Sometimes we slip up. Sometimes we stumble. We cry pitifully or weep furiously on the pillow.
There are moments when we want to give up. When we don't even have the strength to lift our eyelashes. When the knives of pain have been stuck in the heart for so long that they have already rusted. When there is only fog in front of us and the howling of a wolf echoing in the distance. When we finally become that wolf ourselves. As seceders seeking our place under the sun.
Our lives are not perfect. But this is OUR lives. So unique and unrepeatable. There have always been and always will be various problems, but we can learn to enjoy the journey by overcoming challenges one by one…
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