January 15, 2021•191 words
Every morning I crave it.
Every evening I prolong it.
That’s just the way it is.
Every time I wake up, I’m determined to change.
Every time I'm about to go to sleep, I deny my new found determination.
I guess, that is just the way it is.
My conscious self-control is much weaker,
that the control my subconscious holds.
I enjoy the feeling of "now being willing to change",
but I think I can easily live without paying for it.
(Un)fortunately, this is not the way life works:
Everything usually has its price, and there are only few way around paying it.
If we play by its rules, and are willing to pay what we are meant to pay,
life might actually go well. If we however decide, that we won't, we'll have to pay back in interest.
life isn't something you want to have debts with.
this is just a very short, and pretty bad story. It's sole purpose is to have something to write, so that I do not loose my writing streak. Nothing glorious, just a short write down of more or less interesting thoughts.