a strange thing to think about how many wonderful things exist without me even knowing it, and as long as they don’t find you, and as long as you don’t find them your life goes on anyway .. Songs, things, people .. places! and they go on as well, as it should be.. I hope to find them, and I hope they find me as many times as possible even if I already know that a whole life is not enough to discover them all .. and maybe not at the right time. how strange
