Monotonous.

The speed and comfort at which life settles into boring routine baffle me. Too late and the world will pass us by, and we’ll have nothing to show for it. Only days studying, sleeping. Eating, drinking, laughing. Sparks of brilliance in a deluge of mediocrity, and days spent only thinking about tomorrow. Rinse and repeat, over and over and over, until the record changes and a new monotone settles in.

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  1. why not earnest grab the things we want to do and slip them in-between our toes. apart from the million reasons that unfortunately get tossed out in the name of pragmatism.

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