“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity.”
― Gilda Radner
Why in the world people expect big things or even the smallest things from other people and somehow ends up being disappointed yet they keep on doing so? It’s a tiring routine. But no matter how we try to stop ourselves from delving into uncertain dreams, we keep on circling around it.
I had a vision in my head that if this lifetime won’t allow me to do all the things I dream about, I’ll have it in my next life, or the next or the next. Must be all the Korean flicks I’ve been watching these days. Seriously, those compelling Joseon era, time-travel dramas, makes me wish that somehow it’s true, that people can reincarnate in a different period of time.
In my second life, I’ll be happier. I’ll help a lot of people. I’ll love deeply and madly. I’ll be loved the same way. With endless romantic days and nights, fighting and making out. I’ll celebrate life everyday and every occasion. I think I’d be Korean.