A Sad and Beautiful Day

Rebecca and Sam woke up early in the morning and they were able to hear the birds singing in the trees outside the window. The sun shines very brightly and the day is warm. They saw outside the window and saw such a wonderful day. They hurried out of bed and put on their clothes. Rebecca and Sam stumbled down the stairs immediately and they tripped almost each other, but they did it cleverly. They started hurried to the kitchen to eat breakfast, but they stopped in the living room, and their mother fell asleep on the sofa.

The good thing made me sad. I have not observed its inherent beauty. It reminds me that it is something to memorize beautiful days, but I do not mean anything to me tomorrow. Today there is no awesome and no wonder. There are no contacts or relationships. There is neither hope nor passion and peace. I have no talk tomorrow. It is the only idea to come back to me when my thoughts are not doing anything.

Beautiful people make me sad. I think that I know the reason. I have not observed their own beauty. I think about the world they live in. That is very strange for me. Certainly, we share the same physical space, but our environment reacts differently from them. The beauty inside and outside does not produce high chemicals. They are easy and fun. Energy and passion power, strength and hope. Even temporary. Love for a beautiful person makes a story that you talk about tomorrow. Until it is gone forever

My heart is suffering from a square phobia, my body suffers from depression. I can not be sure of these differences from time to time. There is a kind of self-evident beauty that quietness meets the gentleness of the chest. Sometimes people feel sad, I am sad, but sorrow has strength. Among such reality, today is everything we have. Depression deprives you of your self-worth and life experience and believes that you may overcome it one day, but it also provides the ability to live now. Mindfulness and depression are gifts. You know, this is not too bad for me?