We work all our lives, in the hopes of having enough to provide for the life we always imagined. But in the process we forget that we are not truly happy. Always stressing about not having enough. Not having enough money, enough things, enough beauty, enough time.
What's the point? If we are all so afraid of time running out, then why do we waste ours in sadness and monotony?
Time for a change perhaps.
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