In childhood and adolescence, while our consciousness, not yet strengthened and formed, rushes about in search of our own unique place in this world, we are wrapped in a new and new layer ... of other people's thoughts, actions, deeds that we grab, rolling along the road of life, mixed with their own reasoning and views, which are gradually formed when interpreting someone else's experience ...

Sometimes we get entangled in ourselves, and we no longer have the strength to find ... that cherished tail of the thread ... and we want to take it and break it, but we can't tear it ... after all, a person is a whole being and any gap is irreplaceable ... even if the thread is then tied, even if very carefully, then a knot will remain - a wound ...

And so we all live like this, until a person comes into our life ... he begins to unravel us, and we, in turn, unravel him ... and ... we begin to knit one common, integral canvas ...
This, probably, is happiness ...