lastappleonearth
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- Jun 11, 2026
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Most people I know are in general not very happy or at least they don't seem so. They dislike their work, the place they live in, their general circumstances and tend to often complain about all these things. There are however certain moments they all look forward to, but they seem to be very rare and don't last very long. My dad for example hates his work and I don't doubt that it's very exhausting, so he only lives for his weekends and 3 weeks of paid leave per year. I know that he isn't happy on an all-day basis, even tough he does his best to mask that or rationalise it, but he seems content and happy on weekends and during holiday. Most people I know or have known live like this and I've never quite understood the point in all of this. I know it's best not to dwell on these things, as these are just the circumstances we find ourselves in, the systems, which developed over thousands of years, but how can one fail to see the absurdity of it all? It's almost as if we're all doomed to eternally wait, waiting for the weekend, waiting for the holidays, waiting for retirement and ultimately waiting for death itself. I feel like, in a lot of modern societies we've made comfort our highest priority, but only very few people seem to actually be comfortable. I find this sad, isn't there supposed to be more to existence? Maybe not, I don't know
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