.الجيات أحسن من الرايحات
What is coming is better than what is gone.
I’m fascinated by the thought that people are destined to meet at a certain place at a certain time. That, somehow, their meeting could be the beginning of something amazing for the two of them.
Plus the stories and stuff about people meeting in their previous lifetimes, past lives, it’s just- ugh. This, in a way, makes me believe that there’s something more to the random coincidences that happen in our everyday lives.
That even if we might not have any idea why these things happen, everything does happen for a reason.
That all these little things, these situations we’ve encountered, the people we just met or the people who have been in our lives for years, are going to be a part of something more that we didn’t even think could happen or exist.
That someday, it’s gonna make sense, and it’s going to be beautiful.
They say “things will get better"but how can you afford to remind yourself that when you’ve worn yourself out from thinking of solutions to your problems?
How can you cure depression and pessimism simultaneously?
Even if the skies are clear, even if you can feel the cool breeze caress your skin, even if everything seems perfect at that moment, life wouldn’t seem so beautiful and meaningful if you can’t find a reason to live.