State of things
There is the endless misery of it all; the accidents, the tragedies, the people who can't take it any more and commit suicide, the illnesses and emergencies; and then the state of the land, our 11 to 12% inflation rate (that we know of, and that is.. so far..), and all the daily jazz of work, bosses, house repairs, bills, cat hairballs and bad tricks, insomnia maybe for some, arguments with family, spouses, neighbors, kids, coworkers, etc.. And how do we keep a stiff upper lip in front of the pummeling, bruising, the hurts, the relentlessness and extent of it all? I know many overeat, drink too much, exercise to death (and it is supposed to help, yeah, yeah), and there are hot baths and massages, there is sex, art, and happy hour (to relax, not necessarily to get drunk), but, in the end the question is and remains: are we really more civilized than our ancestors or even just our parents or grand-parents?
There has go to be a way. It's relentless, endless, morbidly depressing...
Any advice?
There has go to be a way. It's relentless, endless, morbidly depressing...
Any advice?
Labels: life's bruises, pressures
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