When you find yourself, why do we continue to seek?
Is it the absence of somthing? Is it the lack of being complete? Is it the hope for a better 'I'?
When i walk that path and believe it to finally be the one... how come a choice of a new road is placed to the left and right, and why do i follow one?
Where do we go when where we are is perfect? Why do we move when standing still is so comfortable.
Why do i scream for an answer when i got one yesterday?
Because Fine isn't Great. Great isn't wonderful. Comfortable, isn't secure. Beautiful isn't Magnificent. Passion isn't perfect love.
It's an interesting ideal that I, as Shaina, and you as whoever you may be will always yearn for and seek for a new beginning, a happy trail, a better tomorrow, something more terrific than content.
It's wonderful, isn't it... we are never forced to be stagnant in what today we believe is 'the best'.
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