We live in a constant hurry.
We always have to do something.
People expect from us various things.
We have to be responsible and caring, yet strong and happy.
We go for things that perhaps we don’t even want.
Everyone has his own point of view on how we should manage our own life.
We work hard, but have very little time to relax.
We like food, but want to be slender so we take care of what we eat.
People around us fight and we have to listen and serve as mediators.
We have faith, but still ask ourselves why does it have to be this hard.
We thought that reality is more gentle.
We read books, sometimes watch TV, but prefer Internet.
We is me.
Me is you?