Life is depressing
I just discovered that life is depressing. My holidays are ending and I start class tomorrow already, and I was like damn that’s fast, and I was talking to Brenda and she said her hols start next week. I mentioned how unfair it was and how I wanted more holiday time and she agreed and said who didn’t.
Then it struck me.
We never get a break! I swear all we ever do is work work and work! Even when we have a holiday we know it’s only temporary and that eventually we’ll have to go back to our everyday lives and jobs and responsibilities. I’m pretty sure even celebrities aren’t having as much fun as they look. Sure there’s the ton of money and fame, but then you need to keep your image up, and constantly try to put yourself out there, and that itself is a job already! Celebrity life isn’t all the glitz and glamor as I once thought. Of course if you really wanted to all you’d have to do is just bum around and you’ll have your break there, but in today’s world where money talks and everything and everyone is so materialistic, you’ll just end up being a homeless bum, and even then you’d have to work to get money to eat. We’re like slaves to reality.
This is kind of depressing because the only time we ever get a break is in death, and for those who believe in reincarnation, well, have fun at your second life. Lather, rinse, repeat. Hulloooooo world.
