WHAT AM I DOING?
Now, when you look outside your window, you either hear birds chirping, the sound of cars horning, the movement of trucks blaring or the cluster of people's voices. It's so strange knowing that you being here, alive and breathing , having your own perception of life, isn't actually that important. Yes, the reality is all feelings are valid, consider both sides to a story. With the continuous interactions between being, you realize you aren't the main character, you can't always be right, you have to accept you're wrong, you learn people don't actually care about what you do but there's always going to be a moment of judgement.
