How I hope that there will be an imaginary private jet which could bring me around, flying high up into the dimensionless sky. Free me from all worries/troubles.

Or a balcony facing the beach, trap my worries into the sands and pebbles along the shore. The waves will definitely do their job by washing it away

freaks should remains in the circus. animals should remains in the zoo. just like worries and troubles should find the others instead of staying around me. i won't know how to appreciate their existence.

i don't control fate but yet i won't allow fate to control me. but still...
have faith, what other choices are there?