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Sometimes I wish I were an artist…
It would make coping with things so much easier. I’ll settle for silence and a keyboard though…
Deciding what to do in a situation such as this would be better left at an earlyer state, but I’m in too deep already. So the question is where to go. The only direction is forward, marching ever after, however “forward” is subject to interpretation.
On the one hand, I have the selfish path.
ID, Ego, Superego. Times Two. Fighting.
I can end that. I know I can end that altogether. And I know I’d feel fantastic for it. So fantastic, that I’d row to Spain and back like there’s no mañana.
On the other hand, we have the selfless.
Happiness for the sake of making others happy.
What’s a g-…
How do I decide… -
