For as long as I can recall, I have always wondered why Life isn’t about what I thought it should be.
I always felt like Life should be about improving yourself, and looking out for others, and making the world a better place than it was when you got here.
But I got off on the same tangent lots of people do, dwelling on possessions, and professional career, and basing my opinion of myself on what I thought other people made of me.
Now I am beginning to realize I was right in the first place. It's like I have my own permission now to worry only about the things I really wanted to.
BK
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