"I wanna hold your hand... I wanna hold your hand... I wanna hold your hand...
Oh, please say to me, you'll let me be your man..."
As cheesy it may sound, Beatles wrote some of the world's best songs, everlasting and exudes emotions and 50 years from the year it was written, the gist of the song still applies to the modern world - though inweaved with the bitter of rage and the sweet of love.
I used to believe that love is defined by how much you want to see that person, the frequency and urgency of the ever-inadequate wanting; how strong the heart beats *feels heart rate* when you see that person; the pulsation of nerves developed by the excitement and maybe with a tinge of happiness; or the immense feeling of wilderness; feeling like the world's is empty without that person beside you.
Now all these proved to be the old-school way of thinking - back when we were still in green or blue altered pants or those tacky blue pinafores matched with faded white shirts and fugly tailored blazers and sometimes come with those canvas belts and a school badge!
As we grew older, we tend to have a whole new mindset. Past experiences made us more aware and cautious about each and every step we take. The second we decide to step into a new plateau, the very second you stop and ponder the appropriative section of the decision. That is why decision making is always hard! And with the power of being fickle and indecisive, it's all a mess-up tremor.
My point is, going through all these random write-ups, we as utopiasts are certainly in the direction where we are making our own life complicated and miserable in search of a perfect lifestyle because of our surrounding upbringing. The current situation where it forces our lives to difficult phases does help us in maturing our mind but it does harm if we do not have the power to take control.
If we could take a step back and breathe 3 times....
just go to be now! you're talking nonsense!
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