solipsistic drivelings.

i've spend some time on blogger the last few days.


and it makes me sad, and happy at the same time.

all the things those people write,

the pictures people make and post.

and how many people seem to feel alone, feel different, and feel sad.

how many people want their lives to be different than they are.

how many people seem to have eyes for the things they don't have.

but there are many of them

who are happy and satisfied and proud that they are different,

proud of the kind of person they turned out

many people who seem to be contented of what they have.

i think happiness is not getting what you want, but wanting what you get.

maybe i'd get to feel what these people of the blogging world are feeling.(;

i think i would love to start my own blog.

here, here.