From when I was little kid, sometimes I would feel overwhelmed because even this winter passed, another one will eventually come. It feels life is just a endless circle. Things would get better if the winter gone, would get better if I went to the college I want, would get better if I made more money and the list goes on and on. But no, it seems the problem will always be there and the circle just have no ending. I feel I always look forward to *a thing* that once it shows, I would be happy and satisfied about everything. I know or deeply in my heart I believe that must exist. Now gradually, I realize that’s happiness itself independent of conditions I’m looking for. And there do have a way to achieve it. And I will I would like to devote my life to really get/ taste it. nostr:note1jp0ftq66307j5gjtaumgqwswj6trptam6jkwl8hxnxdt4j5vfr5s0n5g5e