simplicity

simple life, simple me.
is it as simple as it sounds?
however simple one thing appears, there's always a series of complicated stories behind it.
it can be a simple situation/ phenomena of raining, but the series of events that lead to the rain is actually hidden from our sense, hidden from our knowing, unless we go deeper to research on it.
it can be a smile, a simple radiant smile. it may be a sincere smile, because that girl just received the best news ever; it may be an insincere smile, because that girl thought her friend back-stabbed her.
and i believe you got the point.
every moment is life in its simplest form.
at every moment, every little things that aggregate is the sums of whatever present in front of us now. it may be a situation we are in, it may be an emotion we are encountering.
so whenever i tell myself that i just want it to be simple without much complications involve, it hardly works that way.
everything and everyone is interdependent, and that's the nature of life.