Have you ever imagined how good life was in the past during our childhood? I always remember and a regret how good life was back then. I remembered how selfless I was, how good and determined person I was. I have various friends, and everyday was a happy day. I think I feel those days great because I only remember the good days, but when I go to think of the past, I used to get lost in them. I don't know, but I feel joy.
Improving our life with time needs to be our objective, I know that, but as I am growing older the life is becoming hard and frustrating. I wanted to live those past days once, but the fact is that the present I am living will also become past, and this present I am not gonna remember because there is no good thing here. But making it a good present, I don't have anything. The truth is, I am not self-sufficient and I need other people to be happy. I think I have to work on myself more, but I am tired of working let me rest.