Everybody has a vice of his own
3 years ago
Mine is my constant need to understand the world, other people and myself. It doesn’t mean knowing the exact reasons; just having plausible theories. Though quite often it happens that the appropriate theory I come up with is “Sheet happens”.
I guess that this need to have an answer to everything is some kind of my religion, my safe haven, it’s something that calms me when I’m in despair and consoles me when I’m sad and of course brings me joy when I’m in a good mood.
