perennial thoughts.

sometimes i feel that there are ghosts from the past … which will never disappear.

do i search too hard for all the wrong things in all the wrong places?

why does wanting to be good seem so much more difficult than being bad?

it’s a strange world we live in.

(or maybe mine – just mine.)

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