Lately I’ve been getting more convinced of something I’ve been thinking for quite some time now… that we, human beings, make our lives so difficult for ourselves. But even when you’ve realized this, it’s hard to distance yourself and get over things.

Injustice is one of those things I can’t get over easily. Especially in cases in which you’ve fought and struggled so hard to bring justice to it. In the end, one has to find peace in oneself, the world will not bring justice anytime soon. But how is that attitude to be distinguished from giving up?

Perhaps I think too much. Perhaps I think too little.