Life is a lie. Whenever I have nothing else to do but to think, I feel the same. And I hate it because when my head is full of lots of things to do, I’m too lazy to react at something. And when I realize it, I feel like what I’ve been doing up until now is wrong, or is not something mine, but decided by others. I’m aware that I took these decisions by myself, but still, I feel like I trusted the wrong, I’m in the wrong, or maybe, in one of the multiple sides of this earth. That’s why, at the end of all of these thinking, I end up saying “life is a lie”. But you know what? I can struggle how much I want to try to create something true for me, to try to not be just one of the drops of this ocean, but.. Hell no. We live only once, as long as we know, I won’t waste this time to feel like this. I won’t stop thinking as well, but in the meantime, I’ll just have fun and do what I want and what I feel to do.