Problems Being Human

Facing fact: I'm more comfortable with scattered pieces than continuity. At least in my own head. Afraid of success? Probably. Success is just really top-notch failure. When it's done, it's done. The world will still be miserable and people will still be horrible to one another. You die and your successes are as potent as your failures, ie, not a smidgeon.

It's depressing in one way, but uplifting in another. It's my own brand of anti-existentialism in a way. Take control, or not, because it's too boring to do it the way you don't want to. That's what life shouldn't be. Boring.