Ramses IV wrote:Unfortunately, there's no big piece of cheese at the end of this maze. The reward is the maze itself. Sure, life could be better, but it's my life. And I'm gonna enjoy it. That's why I think Carpe Diem is such an important phrase. So many people...so many wasted lives...that's what makes me sad. Think about it. Or don't, if you'd rather not.
Oh man. Sigged. I'd sig the whole thing if there was enough room. I get that same feeling when I listen to those kinda lame songs about the pointlessness of life (which isn't often - We Live and Die in these Towns by The Enemy is the only one I can think of at the moment). I'd've thought most people just get depressed and think about how it's all pointless. I just get determined to make something of my life and have as much fucking fun as I can before one or more of my internal organs go wrong.
And then I think "Well, I can't explore the park and climb trees now. It's raining/too cold/too dark/I don't have anyone to do it with." I don't have enough fucking drive to do anything and it annoys the hell out of me. I don't even have the drive to change it! I want to but I just lose the momentum when I try. It's just a bloody recursive problem that won't go away. It's a struggle to go and do anything out of the house, and even then I barely do anything. I want to change but I've just failed every time I've tried. It's not going to stop me trying but I'd like at least one or two victories against myself once in a while.