I've searched for a long time people that I admire.
My mother ? I respect her, but no.
A celebrity ? Not either, fake world doesn't interest me.
People that I admire are in real life, with us.
We see them every day, in the street, the shops, and even at home, sometimes.
We don't know their life, we believe that is easy to live like them, because they do nothing, but I think not.
They live with many good and bad memories, to rehash tirelessly. Personnaly, I couldn't live with it. I hate this, and loneliness.
Them, they live alone, or almost and not many people are listening to them.
Moreover, they suffer all the time without saying anything, whereas we, the least small pain is “killing” us.
Yes, people that I admire are the old people, for all these reasons.
My mother ? I respect her, but no.
A celebrity ? Not either, fake world doesn't interest me.
People that I admire are in real life, with us.
We see them every day, in the street, the shops, and even at home, sometimes.
We don't know their life, we believe that is easy to live like them, because they do nothing, but I think not.
They live with many good and bad memories, to rehash tirelessly. Personnaly, I couldn't live with it. I hate this, and loneliness.
Them, they live alone, or almost and not many people are listening to them.
Moreover, they suffer all the time without saying anything, whereas we, the least small pain is “killing” us.
Yes, people that I admire are the old people, for all these reasons.