Life….

I think I am like my Mum – emotional. Sometimes, I find life to be sad. Its like a tread mill that we all work until finally its over. People die and its sad. People hate and carry hatred with them and its sad. You wonder – at least I do – what have I contributed? What have I achieved? What was it all about anyway?

I have my own answers to these questions but I still feel like life is often a sad experience.

Its this that keeps me questioning the nature of existence. And ultimately returning to the conclusions that I must first look inwards for the answers.

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