Fragmented.

My eyes aren’t focusing like they used to. My thoughts are erratic. I’m locked into internal moral battle. These words are too difficult to articulate.

“The unexamined life is not worth living.” – Plato

The overexamined life is analytical hell. It’s a miracle the whole world aren’t drug addicts, or searching for a bullet for their skull.

Life is suffering, how do you cope?

fragmented

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