It seems that life still has it way off pulling the wool over your eyes. Simple requests that are unable to be met are let to float away. All in all today turned out to be an okay day. I just shouldn't be so picky. I'm not... I just like things to be a certain way. There is nothing wrong with that. So people say that I am a spoiled brat or that I want the grip and complain, yeah well do you constantly have to give me a reason? Sometimes life would be so much simpler if things were just as such. Peaceful and beautiful like this rose. No one makes comments about the way it grows or the thorns on its stem. The gardener just plucks away at the thorns with a whistle.
Now this flower does wither away and loose its shape, smell, and luster yet it returns once again to its splendor. Simple right?!
So, I guess I should stop the rambling and get focused. The point this conversation is why do old people get called set in their ways but the younger generations get told the are bitchin' and complaining? What exactly is the difference? Not happy happy it all add up to the same answer....miserable
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