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Answers to all our problems lie just around the corner, or so we believe. If we wait, could they all be solved without that much thought on our part? The past is stoic and the future an uncertainty; whatever dreams I may have had seem to be meaningless, simply desires to pass the time. Once at the bottom of this journey we realize that in reality, life became a battle against boredom. My front lines are cracking, and I am not sure what I am anymore. All I know is that I simply keep going, since that is the only understanding I've come to about this existence. Bitterness against what seems to be fate, since at times I do not desire my life as such. Contentment for the caring nature that is my family and friends, which make my life as such possible...
I still do not know.
I still do not know.