The happy place

I’ve neglected my Pokémons today. It’s been a day full of work and I’ve done the laundry and my wife she’s not here so I’ve got to also walk the dogs and like I said do some work which today meant hours of meetings where I interject some profound stuff to the mix, like some observations and shit, just like that.

Speaking of shit, I’ve read some shit lately (today) that you should be thankful and not complain as long as there are people worse off than you (in essence), which is always the case: some poor fuck has to eat dung to survive and may also have the measles, but that sad fact should in no way shape or form invalidate your own tragedies and the hurt that you may carry and which might shape you slightly off center. The feelings inside do not need to be justified and are valid and yeah that’s feels so good to have that off my chest.

Of course to me the above is obvious but I’ve got a philosophers mind. A hobby philosopher with a big heart.

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Have you heard the? Born again pessimist by architects it goes like this:

I  don't wanna talk too much, I'm never gonna stop, yeah, I love this crutch  So if I kiss the ground, don't look 'round, God, bless my big empty heart

That’s pretty profound man I love music it’s in my DNA like water