Ever wondered how it feels to live in the past or future, or to simply feel like you’re surviving, floating, waiting for time to come to an end? How does one lead this life—pain? Is it solely about running from pain, forgetting, forgiving, compromising, trying to find common ground? Imagine living to enjoy, love, to have fun instead.

Playing mind games, running from, running to, exhausts us, our very being. You can’t enjoy eating standing; you can’t have the pleasure of loving in a hurry; you can’t be grateful while complaining all the time.

It’s said that we’re living running from pain, finding activities to make life more bearable. Time can go by if we do things maybe in chaos, maybe in order. So is it life then at all?!