I talked to someone today who has walked a mile in my shoes. She went through a similar phase and still undergoes a regimen for it. However, the main difference in our journey is that mine is borne out of very real, physical constraints. It is through this that I understood the fact that life is a pointless cyclical pathos. Maybe there is a point, but you'll never know until you've left your life. How many people inspect their existence? All of our so-called purpose in life is based on what society tells us, man made.
Honestly feel like I'm rambling, either I have no idea what I'm talking about, or I'm a fucking genius.
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