All in all, I've concluded, yesterday was a bad day.
We have problems.
Correction:
I have problems and my parents'd probably be forced to join along for the ride.
Then again, life is somewhat problematic in general and having problems is one of the ways with which you can confirm that you're alive. It's the state of being alive that causes problems in the first place, or so it would seem sometimes, and we spend the rest of the time being alive trying to solve the problems that our existence has caused and if we're lucky we'd solve the problems and end up progressing a little. If we're moderate we'd struggle a lot with the problem, not solve it, but still progress. And if we're unlucky...
The rest can go unsaid.
Progression is also a sort of problem.
No, I don't know what all that was about, either.
1 comment:
what problems? =(
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