Self Discovery

Lately, I've started caring less and less about the small things. Honestly, maybe Im learning to realise that I really cant fix everything. When you know too much, you care too much, and when you care too much, you worry too much, and when you worry too much, you try too hard, and when you try too hard, you expect too much. And what happens after that? You get dissapointed.
Before, I tried too hard to know too little. You can't force the relevation of information unto yourself. After accepting you dont know much, you begin to start accepting the fact that its nice to know nothing at all (of course this applies to thigs you realise you shouldnt care about) I didnt think I'd say this, but ignorance, IN CERTAIN matters, IS bliss.