Interesting people, interesting things, interesting lives are stories. Waiting for the flowers to bloom, waiting for the wind to come, but the words began to be confused. Life is one's own, it has nothing to do with others, the world is one's own, needless to say. In your own world, entertain yourself, why dance in other people's worlds? To practice this, it's just a matter of returning to the present, returning to yourself, being brave enough to create what you want, and respecting others!