Just small hiccups
In the morning, being still sleepy, I looked at my old photo where I was five years old. The child’s gaze is strong and determined. I am reminded of how my parents thought I would be in politics or in a decision maker role in a company because of my strong ideas for the world improvements. In my pictures and stories I find a piece of that girl. The girl that everyone called a tomboy, who talked a lot and had the unyielding willpower.
Time is not a linear concept for me, but rather time is like a water drop that creates a round shape when it drops on the surface of water and after that starts to spread and expand and eventually disappears completely. I have moved forward in my own life to see the birth of a new drop, life recurring and the roles changing. As Nietzsche has written, “Everything goeth, everything returneth; eternally rolleth the wheel of existence… eternally true to itself remaineth the ring of existence” thus we also influence on how well we accept the forever recurring happiness.