Why should I place so much effort in understanding others actions when I am of no consequence. Instead, imagine the atrocities people across this world are living through, having to stoop to in order to survive. Nature itself is living in the moment. In the grand scheme of things, my self-indulgent problems are fleeting among the noise of the life around me. Its time to sleep and quit worrying about what had occurred cause none of it will last.
Fleeting Existentialism
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