End is the only part of the word that I heard
The only thing that is important to me is my relationships with other people. The people who mean the most to me are the people furthest away, and rarely talk to. I don't really understand how it works. The days are flying by and I hardly notice time. Everyday is the same. It's not bad, it just is what it is. But I can't help but feel like a slave to society, I feel like there's so much I should be doing, and so many people I should be spending time with and experiencing life with but all I ever have time to do is base my life around work.