It took going to the jeweler's store for me to realize that whenever I entered a shop, the attendants automatically thinks I am there to buy.

I had to exchange words and fists with my neighbors, for me understand that though we fight, we have to settle.

I took a really tasty meal, before I could fully comprehend that though teeth and tongue coexist in a place, they have clashes, and after each clash they come together again, one doesn't abandon the space for another. Or has your tongue left your mouth?

The immenet idea is that, yes we fight.
yes, we quarell.
yes, we disagree.
yes, our emotions gets the better of us,
we still have to make peace.


© Teemonera