A somewhat sentimental essay on why we do the things we do.
“But oftentimes, if you follow that chain of thought, you will realize that there is nobody at the end of the chain. It's just a circular fucking chain.” This is a really smart, closely observed piece. Thank you for sharing it.
Last week I lost a friend, a very close one. He was just 19, he died in a car accident.
We never spoke as much as we should have and I feel really bad about that. His death put a lot into perspective for me(why am I doing what I’m doing, is this more important that those people).
I wouldn’t wish any of that sadness on anyone but I feel if a lot of people learned this, the world would be a better place.