who doesn't bitch about life?
How many times have you sat down alone and pondered, "What am I living for?"
Some people live for money. They work hard to get money, and their main aim in life is to earn as much money as they can. They are the ones who have more than a 5-figure amount in their bank accounts.
Some people live for their family. They get well-paying jobs and work hard for their family. They would sacrifice anything for their family, even themselves and their own happiness.
Some people live for their religion. They pray as often as they can, they join religious groups and become religious activists, and spend almost all their waking moments devoted to religious activities.
Some people live for themselves. They earn lots of money for themselves. They get good friends, a good education, a good job, a big house, an expensive car...for themselves. They are the ones who are normally single and prefer to stay that way.
Some people don't know what they're living for. They wake up everyday, go to school/work, come back home, probably meet up with a few friends, watch movies or go pubbing, spend some time with their family, then go to sleep again, and then the next day it's a similar cyle. Are these people aimless in life? Are they useless? Are they empty inside? I don't know.
Who am I to be the judge? I am, after all, just another human being on the face of this planet, becoming part of the system and knowing that whatever I do, I cannot escape from it.
It's not that I cannot escape from life. I can always isolate myself somewhere. I can always go the suicide route and end it all.
But I cannot escape from being me.
And because of that, I try to do something for myself. As long as I'm still breathing, thinking, feeling, living...I will try to do something for me. No matter how inconspicuous it may be, no matter how insignificant, useless or meaningless it may seem.
Right now, I want to do more. Write more, think more...about stuff which takes my mind off other stuff, for a while.
For a while.
But at least I'm trying.
Some people live for money. They work hard to get money, and their main aim in life is to earn as much money as they can. They are the ones who have more than a 5-figure amount in their bank accounts.
Some people live for their family. They get well-paying jobs and work hard for their family. They would sacrifice anything for their family, even themselves and their own happiness.
Some people live for their religion. They pray as often as they can, they join religious groups and become religious activists, and spend almost all their waking moments devoted to religious activities.
Some people live for themselves. They earn lots of money for themselves. They get good friends, a good education, a good job, a big house, an expensive car...for themselves. They are the ones who are normally single and prefer to stay that way.
Some people don't know what they're living for. They wake up everyday, go to school/work, come back home, probably meet up with a few friends, watch movies or go pubbing, spend some time with their family, then go to sleep again, and then the next day it's a similar cyle. Are these people aimless in life? Are they useless? Are they empty inside? I don't know.
Who am I to be the judge? I am, after all, just another human being on the face of this planet, becoming part of the system and knowing that whatever I do, I cannot escape from it.
It's not that I cannot escape from life. I can always isolate myself somewhere. I can always go the suicide route and end it all.
But I cannot escape from being me.
And because of that, I try to do something for myself. As long as I'm still breathing, thinking, feeling, living...I will try to do something for me. No matter how inconspicuous it may be, no matter how insignificant, useless or meaningless it may seem.
Right now, I want to do more. Write more, think more...about stuff which takes my mind off other stuff, for a while.
For a while.
But at least I'm trying.
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