All we ever do is escape - look for a path which might hurt less, which might feel a bit happier for just a little bit longer... We try to escape from death, from doctors, from dentists, we try to live as simply as we can, but there's always that discomfort, that secret sadness caused by the dissatisfaction of never making the right choice. This is such a long-lasting impression that sometimes we prefer staring at the sun to quickly glancing at ourselves. We all try to escape whenever we can, filled with that secret feeling of distrust. I'm often barefoot, and my misery is no secret to anyone.
Wow!! Is thar yours? Deep!!
ResponderExcluirYes, it is - usually when it isn't, I quote the person. Thanks :)
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