Thats a good one. I don't know your situation, but you should be able to find tranquility somewhere. Go to your happy place. Visit a beach or a mountain or whatever it is that brings you the tranquility.
That's not how it works, you can go wherever you want, you still get to bring yourself with you, you still get to solve the fucking problems or else... There's nothing that can be enjoyed that way, except death, maybe...
what problems are you referring? Or else what?
Everything is a fucking problem, and if I don't figure out a way to solve the fucking problems, I get screwed. Yeah I know that's life, and that's precisely what I'm talking about; a fucking existence that can't even be enjoyed nor even contemplated, peacefully, there's always a have to getting in the way. I call that a joke, and a bad one, yes
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