
I don’t really have anything brilliant to say this evening. Confused about things as usual. Wondering why people are the way they are as usual. I sat next to a person on Friday who not knowing anything about me was able to read that I ask “why” too much in my life. Their philosophy is that knowing “why” doesn’t matter. It doesn’t make a difference. It is the way it is. And most of the time, we don’t need to know why.
I have written this paragraph 4 times and keep scrapping it, so I think I just need to leave this where it is. Sometimes short and to the point is better.
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