The day is short.
Life is short.
I rush and rush.
The world is going to be here without me.
Is there anything worth having that must not be taken?
Is everything in the world a commodity?
Are all things worth fighting for?
Is anything?
Some days I wish there were less of me.
Most days I wish there were more.
I am what I am and I ain't no more.
The great philosopher Popeye said.
Have you ever longed for quiet?
Is there such a thing?
I've longed for peace on my journey through life.
One day I'll get it.
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