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To simplify, To complicate, These questions, on repeat, In my questioning, confused head. What do I want from this world, Beyond simplification, Yet a fraction of complication? I’ll never know. All I know, is that incarcerated birds, still cheerfully chirp, And nothing is ever what it seems, Not even people. I learned the hard way, Achieving desires means, Losing drive, A sense of purpose, And all fulfillment subsides. Success is a state of mind, Placement is what brings you peace, So much to experience, Yet so little focus. At a certain point, When getting old, This contemplation follows, And leaves me with nothing to show, For all that I’ve experimented with— Because staying put is too hard to bear.
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Nov 18, 2023
Nov 18, 2023 at 11:49 PM UTC
Lifestyles
To simplify, To complicate, These questions, on repeat, In my questioning, confused head. What do I want from this world, Beyond simplification, Yet a fraction of complication? I’ll never know. All I know, is that incarcerated birds, still cheerfully chirp, And nothing is ever what it seems, Not even people. I learned the hard way, Achieving desires means, Losing drive, A sense of purpose, And all fulfillment subsides. Success is a state of mind, Placement is what brings you peace, So much to experience, Yet so little focus. At a certain point, When getting old, This contemplation follows, And leaves me with nothing to show, For all that I’ve experimented with— Because staying put is too hard to bear.
Yesterday I wanted a normal lifestyle, with a 9-5 work schedule and weekends off. Today, I’m looking at career paths that require me to leave home and travel A LOT. I achieve everything I set out for, yet none of it scratches that itch after doing so. I can never just make a decision.
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Nov 18, 2023
Nov 18, 2023 at 11:49 PM UTC
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