Be content. Don't stretch your network of thoughts to the sky. If you challenge to measure the height of the sky, you may have to be born million times again. It may take time. Why not live with what you have? Live in a small room where your heart can feel the rhythm and the tuning of happiness. It's being content. I know the pasture on other land may seem green but if you put in effort on your own farm, the charm would blossom too. It can be greener than the other pasture. It needs your attention. Don't jump to the conclusion. Take time to manage your thoughts. Resist the desire your brain commands you to work on, it would be a draft thought. Don't be flexible. The moment you rejoice is all because of the content thought you wear.
So Be Content.
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