Life seems sometimes like set of new beginnings... but oddly enough there is rarely a matching set of endings.
Life is like a very bad soap, with a "to be continued" sign every night when we go to sleep... what I found so depressing about this, is how pointless and inconclusive the story really is. That "to be continued" is not going anywhere, its empty, you are either lost on what’s going to happen or even worse, u know nothing is going to happen.... I find myself wishing things would just end, so I could start again, so I could do it differently, so I could be different…
(30 days late)
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