I Am a Thinker

It's interesting how we define parameters in the life that we live in. We have a parameters for everything, even the relationships that we indulge in. We make everything tangible.
And ba<x>sed on that tangibility created by us, we have defined what makes us happy and sad.

And yet..
When we grow over something. When we're 'above' something, so as to say, we've completely matured from it :
We find those tangible definitions were quite meaningless in the whole set of events that occurred.