When the present turns into the past we were so afraid of, nothing is left but live with the future and look back to the good, bad and evil moments with bizarre adoration and knowledge of a wiser human being. Then someday we’ll sit down bored with the every day life, which is not that boring unless we make it so, and sigh desperately. And in that very moment we’ll give boredom a new name – nostalgia. That itself will tear the sadness apart and make space for new emotion. New feeling so beautiful and tender, inspirational but at the same time a bit confusing and strange. The same feeling will be inevitably interpreted as moments in the past lived to the fullest. As some may even claim – fulfilled life. And as if that burden is not enough, we’ll question it all the time, wanting more, unable to feel better unless we get that “more”. And this whole fuzz – just because we’re humans. See animals, simple and astonishing as they are – do not have such a complex problem. 
There is no such thing as
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