After long talks about life, the universe and eveything, the basic question still is what are we seeking? Life’s tricky. Watch out!
Some really sad things happen, and we are left speechless and emotions take over. And still life goes on. Strange and sad.
I have all the liberty and freedom one wants out of life, but still I’m bored… Why? Is it because too much freedom is not good or is that the mind is asking for more activity of some sort that I’m still alien? What’s your take on it?