What’s the point?
What’s the rush; the never-ending rat race that this world seems to always be running is getting exhaustive. There’s a specific time and age for everything, and if you just so bleed to much or too little in to a doing something where it isn’t your appropriate time or age, then you are regarded differently. By not following the normative rules that society has imposed on our day to day lives, we can apparently greatly sever our lives. By going to college at a certain age, getting married at a certain age or owning your first car. Who says that there are different stages you need to cross, or you won’t be ready for the next. Everyone matures at different paces, everyone is different. What happened to thinking for our selves, pushing our selves to do something, truly knowing our capabilities or goals. Rise above the rest, do what’s in your heart, this world is to messed up to go with the flow- or w/the rest of the rats running…What’s the end point anyway? To have lived a fulfilled life, to have started a family, saved up some old age pension and live in Florida half the year? If that’s it, then count me out.
Monday
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