I remember going to my mum's grave and crying on one of the days I was upset and helpless. I asked why she had left me in a horrible world like this. After crying my heart out I began to realise how peaceful the grave was. It was just me and my thoughts making the most noise there. There was actually peace there; peace in silence and clarity.
Many years later I'm still reminded of that day and I realise the only place we find "absolute" peace is when we are down under.
The world is full of hurdles, and the more we scale over them the better we feel about ourselves as much as it affects our emotional and physical state.
I feel cold, I buy a warm jersey; one problem solved but I have to wash the jersey and take care of it, yet another problem.
The world is made up of a soup of problems, decide what soup you want to partake of, how many sips or gulps you want to take at a time and how cold or hot you want it to be for it never stops.
Live life, learn and enjoy the experiences that come with it; what a beautiful time to be alive.