Yesterday I was listening to the beautiful Radiohead song "Fake plastic trees" and it made me think.
How many people do really live a "real life" and how many instead live a sort of fake plastic life.
My granny asked me why, at 30, I still don't have a man, while all my cousins and friends are getting married.
I didn't know what to answer.

It's natural: at your 30's you HAVE to think about settling down. But what if one still haven't met the "right one"? Should he/she keep waiting, feeling everyday the "humiliation" of being the poor lonely thing, or just look for "nomatterswhom" to settle down with?
Are all these couple around really in love, or are they just "settled down"?

And it's the same in every part of life: job, human relations, social status, etc... If our life is our own property, why should we live it to meet expectations that are not ours?
Let's live our life our own way, no matters what people say!!
PS: I love, love, love Radiohead!!