THE WAYS THINGS ARE
I’ve known a man for years, in great shape, great life, his own home, children settled, housed, grandchildren highly educated, he sailed through life. Yet he rattles on about how hard life is on him. He always pours a slosh of imagined misery on me when we run into each other, until one day I told him, ‘Get a hobby and take your mind off yourself. You’ve nothing to complain about.’
Some don’t know they are alive; others don’t want to be dead.
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