I've been thinking a lot lately..
about how are we born as humans but not any other animal..
why are we brought into this world and then taken away when time comes?
how short life is...
Am i growing old?
I think i am....Oh no!
While knitting i thought of something...Anger...
People get angry over everything even if it's the tiniest detail that they are unhappy about...and they let that anger loiter around in them for the whole day...hence passing on the unhappiness to everyone around them also..and it spreads...
Why do we all act this way?Do we really forgive when we say we will?
Yes...if we have short term memory like me....haha...i'll get angry and then the whole reason of me being angry slowly fades away in my memory...but still...i think it's somewhere in me...just not being made used of...
so....don't try to agitate me!haha...
Knitting really allowed me to feel the calmness inside of me...i hope one day i'll be able to live each day without getting angry over the slightiest mistake...I'll learn to forgive and forget...
Yes...I AM getting OLD...
p.s. My wound still hurts...i hope it doesn't leave a scar...












