In almost every movies, it's about happy endings. Even if there's so much of traumas in between it all conclude to a point where everyone gets what they want and everyone's smiling.
But in real life, why does it's not like a movie? Where we tackle whatever happens and come to a happy ending. Why in real it's always tears and sorrows and worries? I didn't mean to sound depressed, and obviously there are so much good things and happy and memorable moments in life. But when something good happens an unknown fear creeps into mind, thinking when's the next tears due. It's like, scared to smile.
If life was like a movie with only happy endings and smiles... ... ..
P.S. Just random ramblings.