Consideration: accumulation of tension, wait discharge of tension, headaches, feeling of lightness. A sequence has become so obvious as to be predictable and almost boring routine. Feeding an act of self for the sake of feeling drained by all the energy and thought. I hurry to finish, to get up and go away: it is an obsession that "life is elsewhere that awaits us" that deprives us of the possibility of this reality. Slips away before we realize that to have lost it. We live constantly looking to the future, a future that will not ever get out of reach, confined to the world of desire and of expectation. The past is wasted, ignored this: what are we left to enjoy and to live? This never gets old.
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