Isn't life supposed to be better than this? Isn't it supposed to be more exciting?
I feel lied to. You grow up hearing these fairy tales of princesses and happy endings only to be disapointed when nothing even vaguely resembling these stories happens in your own life. You see adults taking vacations, buying nice cars and owning nice homes only to find yourself struggling just to pay your basic bills and driving your old car until the wheels fall off.
When you're young teachers and parents tell you to do your best and that will be enough. But once you get a job you quickly learn that there are times where your best just isn't good enough. And doing your best isn't going to keep your job for you.
As a kid you look at adults and think they are trying to stop you from having fun. You can't wait to grown up and be on your own. But once you are on your own you quickly wish you could go back to being a child.
Daydreaming never stops. There is always the wish and the hope of something more. Wanting to be someone else. Wanting to do something else. Very few people are ever lucky enough to be happy with where they are in life.
And so you find yourself in a moment of frustration yelling into the wind "What's the point?"
From my favorite Philosopher:
"The present is never our goal: the past and present are our means: the future alone is our goal. Thus, we never live but we hope to live; and always hoping to be happy, it is inevitable that we will never be so." - Blaise Pascal
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