This is so beautiful and heart touching, I’m genuinely moved. We have lost the charm of our lives in trying to be, what we say, “successful”. I ask myself on thing, is this really the “success” we all are opting for? Missing too much because of running after this hypothetical “success”. Missing life, in short. Can’t watch stars at late night because have to get up early in the morning. Why? “success”. Cant play with kids because I don’t have time. Why? “success”. Can’t travel to a lonely valley between two grassy mountains and feel the Mother Nature. Why? “success”.
Seriously, is this really “success” or a trap?