All I Can Do

I always believe that a single person will never make any difference to the world, and the world won’t stop rotating for anybody. Hitler, Newton, Einstein… they just happen to be the chosen ones, if there weren’t them, there would be someone else.
I believe the truth is there ought to be chosen ones, but not necessarily Hitler, Newton, or Einstein.

I believe everybody is simply living their own lives, which interact with others’ but is just one of their options or known existences. This option or existence, may be a bad to know, or a good to know, and once disappears, may be a relief, maybe a melancholy, but always temporary, seldom an exception. As time goes, you will stop contacting your old “best friends”, and start to make new “best friends”, you will move your “ex” from your “true love/only love” position and let someone else sit in that chair. You will free yourself from the grief of losing your closet family, and move on with your life.

I believe what time can do is so powerful that even the most loyal and determined person can’t rival.
I believe forgetting is human nature that as the forgotten, we have no choice but to accept it as a fact, rather than being angry about it.
I believe that we who forget, can only try to hold the intense feelings as long as we can, before they fade away, to their dunned destiny.

Thus, I am a pessimist.

Being away for a couple of weeks, I straight forward tell those I miss I miss them; I want them to tell me if they miss me too. Friends, family, I cherish and magnify the temporary intense interactions, when they are still strong, before they fade away, grasp them tight when they are graspable.

because that’s all I can do.