For me it was already good. And it was suddenly, becoming a grown-up, pursuing a career, paying bills, sleeping every day and waking up the same; and here I go: running from frustrations and sometimes with them. I just can’t stop.
I’ve been exhausted from the days that pass without weighing their pointer. I’m tired of the laziness that works to do nothing. Then I just walk. Still tired,I keep the pace.
I went to buy a normal white shirt. I didn’t think so. That’s when I realized, that everyone wants to be different, everything is specialized, everything has to have a differential – except what is normal.
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