Its 2:16am in morning and as usual i'm awake thinking what am i missing. After thinking for so long i'm dissapointed and thinking how could i bring the change and trust in my views. Why is it so hard for others to understand what i'm trying to make them understand, even when i use simple words. Why people are so scared of the world outside, why can't they confront with the beautiful view even if its not perfect. Why people can't see the beauty in imprefection. Its not that the perfect is beautiful always, because there's always something's missing from it, which is present in imprefection... and that is imperfection itself.
Wish if you have room for 2. You should go explore the "Great Indoors" of this world.
