well, another year older, another year less before you die, eh? With every day that passes, that’s one less day you have to endure. It’s a cognitive fact that time moves faster as you age, so that’s the upshot
it’s like that Woody Allen joke;
There’s an old joke – um… two elderly women are at a Catskill mountain resort, and one of ’em says, “Boy, the food at this place is really terrible.” The other one says, “Yeah, I know; and such small portions.” Well, that’s essentially how I feel about life – full of loneliness, and misery, and suffering, and unhappiness, and it’s all over much too quickly. The… the other important joke, for me, is one that’s usually attributed to Groucho Marx; but, I think it appears originally in Freud’s “Wit and Its Relation to the Unconscious,” and it goes like this – I’m paraphrasing – um, “I would never want to belong to any club that would have someone like me for a member.” That’s the key joke of my adult life, in terms of my relationships.
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Happy Birthday. Have you moved to the new place? If yes, how is it?
yes, and not great. it’s not as awful as I thought it’d be but it’s not great. but family is definitely WORSE than i thought so -_-
What’s up with your family?
I’ll send some love your way. Happy birthday and sorry for not having all the good you deserve. Peace n hugs.
thanks
well, another year older, another year less before you die, eh? With every day that passes, that’s one less day you have to endure. It’s a cognitive fact that time moves faster as you age, so that’s the upshot
it’s like that Woody Allen joke;
There’s an old joke – um… two elderly women are at a Catskill mountain resort, and one of ’em says, “Boy, the food at this place is really terrible.” The other one says, “Yeah, I know; and such small portions.” Well, that’s essentially how I feel about life – full of loneliness, and misery, and suffering, and unhappiness, and it’s all over much too quickly. The… the other important joke, for me, is one that’s usually attributed to Groucho Marx; but, I think it appears originally in Freud’s “Wit and Its Relation to the Unconscious,” and it goes like this – I’m paraphrasing – um, “I would never want to belong to any club that would have someone like me for a member.” That’s the key joke of my adult life, in terms of my relationships.