Destiny often laughs at us.
It sometime throws away everything that is not worth it.
Then only a few "insignificant" things remain in order to bring us back to ourselves and to life.Isn't it paradoxical ?!
These little things have become rescuers of our broken illusions.
The illusions teach us how important the details are.So by having little,we are able to build big things,but only to understand the importance of having/owning nothing.