I love dancing, riding my bike, hanging with my wonderful friends, lying on the grass doing nothing, laughing, crying, feeling, reading, singing and sleeping ( I love sleeping :-).
I love getting angry at injustice and then, after a split second, crying at the beauty of the world.
These contradictions perplex me.... How could it be that the world can be full of injustice and sadness and pain, but at exactly the same time be filled with the most beautiful things, the most amazing emotions, freedom and love and sunrises....
I prefer good questions over concrete answers. I prefer confusion and searching over static concrete knowledge.
"And that is enough: knowing that the fundamental questions of life will never be answered, and that we can, nevertheless, still go forward" - Paulo Coelho