With age comes an awareness of your place as a human being in the bigger picture. The useless pursuit of material riches and the related expensively branded fake mindfulness you’re brainwashed to work for comes to an end. For 5% because they get what they want. For the other 95% because they realize they’ll never get it.
Once you discover how big this world is, that emptiness in your chest grows ten thousand times fold.
We die a little with every keystroke. It’s all about what remains on the screen in a document or in social media posting. The daily gravestone.
The entire mechanism of making money so you can afford more suffers a 180 degrees turn for some of the successful ones. Are they an example to follow?
How did we come up with this form of unethical distribution of wealth from which only the owner of the lottery or the company doing the promotion really wins?
Writing, as any human activity, is a continuous search for you voice, relevant results, a narrowing, tough, and dirty decision process about how you live your life.