Winter in Montreal is very special. It's hard, cold, tough but it's lovely.
There is so much charm in the city, in the people running under the cold snow with all kind of warm winter coats boots. The charm for me is when every one knows the winter is hard but no one give up trying to survive, to dress well and look good.
I woke up seeing him getting ready for work as usual, smiled at him and asked him with eyes half open:
*: "You know what is really hard and scary?"
- "what?"
*"The moment you learn that your believes were wrong.All these times you were sticking to the false truth.
- "Like when"
* "Like when I talk about the history course I passed at school with other people from different part of the worlds. There are many stories that are modified based on the geographic region. When you don't know which one is the real story, because you can't use time machine and go back to the history and see what was exactly happening"
- "I can understand"
* "and you know what is more scary"
-What?
*"when you die, you just realize that all the concepts of heaven and hell were just a big lie to fool you. You look at other's souls and they say yes, we have been there too!"
-You should be a philosopher!
*But there is no way to find the truth, I can't wait to die and see what was the truth.
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