Life is cyclical.
That's a real pain at the same time real joy, the blissful ignorance of fighting for things that seem impossible yet painful to give up on.
On a macro level every single thing and every single people is the same.
You control every single piece of things that happened to you.
It's weird to see how people who are in same age of mine, people who we used to do the same thing, are now doing entirely different things. I view the things that they do as childish, but they view the things that I am doing stupid too.
It's scary to see that how dynamic life is.