How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.
-Sleeping at Last/Saturn
It’s funny how we take things for granted.
We kept on chasing things that we are not sure of, things that are out of our control. Some of us don’t even know what they’re chasing. A blind chase. They are running toward nothingness. With no obvious reasons.
Is this life?
A repetition of the same mundane pattern set by certain people that just followed the steps of the people before them in the system.
To be frank, it is not wrong to rush, to tell yourself to be quick. But the issues is when we are rushing with no objectives, doing things that waste our time and didn’t contribute to the masses in any way.
Since everybody are rushing, there are people left behind in this rat race. Survival of the fittest I guess. The pressure from the masses prevented us from thinking about others.
Stop for a while.
Ask your friends, ‘are you okay?’
In this selfish world, it doesn’t hurt to be nice.