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❤ Monday, July 21, 2014

Today is just one of those days where I think about life deeply.
Simply because sometimes I question the life that we all live in this generation. What is the point in the lives we lead? People all pursue one thing in life these days — money.

But when you think about it, is it all worth it? Spending all your time working, what about doing all the things that once made us happy?
Are we all destined to lose the carefree-ness we were born with? As time passes and as we grow up?
I understand that money is important to survive. But.. What's the point in surviving but not living?

If I could I'd want to be one of those people who live in a house in a town in the mountains of Switzerland or Australia, own a duck pond and have lots of ducks, where a horse would be my means of transportation everyday as I go to sell my duck eggs at the nearby market.
Cut off from the world, just happy living life away from the hustle and bustle.
Maybe I'll have some sheep and sell their wool too, and I'll have a sheepdog. Maybe an Old English Sheepdog. Or a Shetland. Or even a Border Collie!
And of course cats. I'll always have cats.

Sometimes I wonder if I've been born in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I might have an old soul living in me. That's the life I want.
Maybe I'll be able to live like that when I retire.

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