It's a feral dog from hell ' (the old man with a beard thought as much) He was right, it is feral With those set of rules anything can be feral and from hell
Hard
It's a process where we constantly seek Assurances of our own being It's a complicated mix of our own demons and aspirations Of people and circumstances around us
Why?
We don't know ourselves enough We don't love ourselves enough We are full of doubts
Easy
Feel a lot of affection for someone An overwhelming feeling of 'good' for them Wish for 'real good' things to happen to them, all the time
