Constantly and consciously breaking compulsive actions is a compulsion?
What’s the point? The point is exactly this.
If I think about what the point is, then I’m far away from the point. If I have found the point, I wouldn’t even question the point. Because I enjoy what I’m doing and that’s the point.
My bro said once: You resolve the question of life, if you don’t resolve it…
I decided to upload my thoughts sometimes. At least, then they escape from my head for a while.
I start with this:
People tend to see themselves differently than they really are. This imagination overwrites reality and make them live according to a false truth. The realization that the imagination and this reality is different can hurt or improve people – in a better scenario.
I came up with this while I was walking up the stairs facing a guy’s ass and realizing that trousers don’t look as good on me as on him, since I have a shittier leg shape. When I bought my trousers that I was wearing while following the guy up the stairs, I thought that it would look as good on me as on his on him. It doesn’t.
So what am I doing now? Learning. Next time I will check it in the mirror how it looks from the back. And what else? That it doesn’t really matter actually…