practicality or love

Living in the world of practical living...i couldn't help but wonder..when we can see our friends for exactly who they are just why do we not see ourselves clearly...why do we forget wearing our pink colored glasses that we still live in the mortal survival of materialistic pleasures..why do we start trying to be someone we are not.. we are not saints,monks and nuns... but then what is the correct way to go..love or practicality..

what is the correct path after all..

a life full of struggle with love or a bed of roses with a few thorns with practicality ...

again what is practical??

is it a path we choose for convenience that we get so used to...that the sparks fly away...

or it it an adventure...when we were young we were always getting hurt then when did getting hurt become a bad thing..when it comes to matters of the heart..

when is it right to close your eyes and let yourselves be...

when did questions top being answered..