acceptance

I really thought that this was going to be my final destination...but apparently my journey has not come to its end. There's a life out there for me, and I don't feel like just sitting down and not to follow my instinct. I never regret my coming back, 'cause it would be useless and tiring. I am too tired of listening to others, and this time, I want to make my own decisions--even though they can be very contradictive to theirs--and I'd try not to care when they say "I've told you, didn't I?"

Everyone has a problem. It's simply inevitable. They're just packaged in a way that human has to figure out the golden answer, which is there's only one: acceptance. Life's full of changes, good and bad, and as much as we want to avoid them, they'll always be by our side. When things don't go our way, we'll just have to live with it. It's one of life's greatest necessity, since those so called troublesome exist to enrich our soul. Just think of it, there's nothing better than the rich feeling of overcoming all those troubles away and carve it as our precious moments of greatness....true?