everything is like a copy of
a copy of
a copy
living my day a minute at a time.

every time i begin an essay, i will tell myself "okay, just write something simple". but then, the more i think about it, the more complicated my topic sentence gets. and poof, i end up writing a potential graduation thesis rather than what a 2500-word essay should be.

i would wonder then, "why would i want to make my life so difficult?"

and i came up with a million and one excuses. i will just share 2 of them because i would be writing another graduation thesis here if i were to explain to you what my complex brain is going through right now. ah, shut up Freud.

1. it's a good practice
2. i don't know why i do what i do

dang, the 1st is basically crap. who needs to practice for their grad essays seriously. and the 2nd, well, i feel like poking my eyes now.

life doesn't have to be that difficult. it is really not that complicated.
so sarah, stay simple and live life easily.

and it's okay that you can't think of how to end this blog post.
it's really okay.