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There is a limited number of ideals you can try to build your life on.
Some pursue stability.
But if you want to have your life stable, you actually spend all the time keeping your shit together.
And you have to sacrifice an important part of life: emotions.
If you want to taste other treats of life, you have to live near the edge.
And now don’t také me wrong: I despise adventurers and alcoholics and such, who would do anything to escape daily routine.
But I cannot imagine myself satisfied sitting behind a desk calculating cold numbers.
I try to preserve my privacy and I try to keep as much time as my social life allows me by myself.
But I need human contact. A solid human contact – not the „I hope your day is well so far, sir“ kind of crap. Honesty is a great concept. Yet, our civilization considers it a manner of days that passed long time ago.
Long time ago is the most relative measure you could possibly think of.
But to make things less sad and scary, I have a joke.
1st guy: Dude, Paul just got knifed.
2st guy: Wow, that’s really forked up.
*1st guy puts on his serious grimace*
2st guy: Too spoon ?
You get it?
Oh, I see, you get it but you don’t think it’s funny.
Hmphf.
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