Once I was thinking I am gonna change the world.
Gradually, I am losing that sense. (Clicheeeee)
Small things are naking me happy. Was not this the case before.
I make an example. Right now, here in Manhattan,NY the temperature is like -20 degrees. I saw this homeless guy outside.on a sign in front of him, it was written "hungry"
It just clinged my heart. A year ago, I would not give a shit.
Now it is an hour that I am searching around for him with a sandwich and Bottle of water. I just do not find him.
From one side, I feel bad that he is outside freezing and hungry. At the sametime, I am thinking that if I would have put this time and some dollars that I spent, I could have helped more people in Africa or in Ghaza.
What is different in me is that now I think of changing what I can ( in this case helping person right besides me ) instead of idealizing what else I can do .
I am not sure if it is moving in the right direction or no. Does it mean that I m getting more realistic and less idealistic?
are they in contradiction to each other?
Should I be happy or sad about it? Who knows?!!! ( as said in Italian "chi sa?" )
