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CONSTANT

Maybe if this c h a o s didn't exist, life would no longer be as normal.

Maybe if these conflicts, problems, and daily issues we are forced to deal with were non-existent, the world would almost seem perfect.

But is that what we're shooting for, flawlessness?

 

I suppose these issues are required to make life/world as we know it, otherwise everything would be uniform and boring.

...our ability to lose interest in something is increasing drastically.

Perhaps, this is what scares me the most.

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