This world is so bloody depressing.
You can build a house of cards, but with a single mistake in the base and the whole thing comes tumbling down.
Life is a zero-sum game - You can't get something without giving something up in return.
People are different, no matter where they are. Noone is exactly the same. Noone behaves exactly the same as everyone else.
Sometimes people can't get along no matter how much they try.
Sometimes i wish i was born a farmer in an isolated windswept mountain somewhere. Where all i need to do is to till the ground and watch the cows.
Or maybe a monk in a temple somewhere, in the silent pursuit of enlightenment. Stripped of all the cares of the world, free to pursue his goal.
Sometimes i wish i could cut back all the bloody background noise from my life and focus on what matters.
But how do i know what is the background noise?
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