Frustrated much?

What is this need to be better, to improve, to succeed?

Where does it come from?

Does it matter?

Why can’t I just sit on the couch and get stoned and eat junk food and just be?

Would it make a difference if I worked as a cashier and lived in an apartment and didn’t trouble myself with doing?

Why can’t I be satisfied?

Or. I know the answer to all that and I’m just frustrated by my work right now.

This, too, shall pass, me.

I promise.

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