I don't necessarily think that, anymore. I think life is just kind of there. It is what it is. I keep repeating this to myself as a sort of mantra. It is what it is. Doesn't that sound great? It makes the bad things not seem as bad, and it puts the good things in perspective, too. I have trouble doing both.
/\/\/\/\
# # ##
#### # O O# ###
# # = # #
# # VVV# #
# # | # # !!!!!
# # ^^^# #
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#########
######### OO*
######### ***
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######### -----
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This ASCII art above isn't a complete metaphor for life, but it certainly captures something about it.
Sometimes you're the thing on the left, sometimes you're the one on the right. I don't know whether the thing on the left is being menacing or inspiring. I don't know if the thing on the right is frightened or inspired. I don't know which creature I am, or what I'm doing.
On a totally-unrelated note, it would be nice to stop having nightmares where some awful extraterrestrial entity parks itself above my house and zaps me with destructive energy that I can feel physically. Yes, that would be very, very nice. (hint hint, Universe...)
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Sometimes you're the dog.
Sometimes you're the hydrant.
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