The grass finds friends below, the tree finds solitude in the sky

Would you like to be a tree trunk standing alone in the middle of a field? Most of the time the answer is no, but in reality we are always trying to be like that. Try to be more useful, try to be greater, try to stand out.

What inevitably happens to the hero is loneliness. And when you decide to be a hero, you have to identify yourself with loneliness. Or at least you have to know how to be friends with yourself. 😇😇😇

Do you want to be a big tree standing in the middle of the vast sky?