I think it's okay to not be part of life,
to not get caught up in the commotion of life cause in the end it won't matter.
All of this, the buildings, the people, pubs, restaurants and all the life that surrounds it or the life that becomes because of it, seems like a stupid game and people get so caught up in that game because they want so desperately to be part of something and turn away from the fact that they know, in the end, it doesn't even matter.
Life becomes what it is, in this process. And the only thing real in all this chaos, is love. Love for your mother, father, sister, whoever is important and special to you. That's the only thing that's not part of the game. That's the only thing that's real and that's why it's so **** terrifying.