reality

I live in reality. From the beginning to the end, I feel that I am not "I". I am only living in a realistic "stage play", and I am looking for the role I want to play.

Many of my friends around me say that I am realistic, and that most things are based on reality. In fact, I don't think I am as they say, but they still don't understand what I mean. I just thought: Why do many things always have to be so beautiful? My personal opinion is that I want to achieve the so-called "beauty" in a realistic way. Because I think, if one thing is what I think is not good, it is a bit tragic. And I have already prepared for this kind of mentality, even if it is really like this, my endurance can be quite good at this time. And if I tend to think about those wonderful things, in case it is a bad thing, maybe I will be very difficult to accept. So I always face the real "reality" with my thoughts.

Reality, we can't say that it is a hell, but we can't say that it is a paradise. Because many times the reality that everyone faces is very different. For example: parents, children, staff from all walks of life, etc. The reality they face is partial. Because they are doing more than just their personal roles. What they still need to do is to play the role of the "stage play" in reality. It’s just that we have to look at how the assigned role plays an important role in this realistic “stage play”. If the fate is good, perhaps you are such an important role in the "stage play." But if fate is tricking people, maybe you are just a beautiful grass that sets off others. So the cruelty or beauty of reality is how to let us feel.

Reality is such a "stage play", we are looking for the role of ourselves. I thought I was looking for it, but later, I found out that I was not looking for my role. That's just the character I'm trying, not that I'm really "I." So then everything will have to start again. The reality gives you hope but gives you disappointment. So we can't understand reality, maybe only reality can understand us.

Third day: bastard duck