There’s nothing to figure out

Why do we think so much?

Often I find myself giving up and

I want to do something brainlessly

like doing the dishes

Driving is also a favorite

When you drive you look at things and can’t do shit

your brain can’t be hijacked by some intrusive thought

something you have to do.

Imagine being a woodcutter

or painting fences for a living

it must be bliss.

What’s the cause of this malfunction?

are all humans born a little broken?

or do we break bit by bit as we grow up?

life’s hard

When you try to figure it out

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