Regret. What is it exactly?
I don’t want to start a really deep conversation, but what is it about regret that gets us so fucked up?
Huh. I really want to know.
Is it the guilt we feel for things not done?
Is it the guilt we feel for things we shouldn’t have done?
Is it a combination of the two?
Two pigs in a trough don’t complain so why should I.
No I am not comparing myself to Swine, but truth be told, if a couple of pigs can roll around in the mud with the greatest-of-ease, then why the hell can’t I find joy in my life.
I’m human after all. That should count for something.
Why can’t I find the pleasure in simply being?
…because just being is no existence.
Wow. That was deep…..not.
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