Discontent

Dull period of life.

Nothing much to write about besides the same old rants, and I am tired of my same old rants that are due to stuff outside of my control.

They just boil down to 'life sucks', really.

Work wise the foremost thought is a lot of wasted effort because those who decide the direction steered us wrong, so one quarter worth of work down the drain. Resentful, and very dissatisfying.

Life wise the word that came up immediately is discontent. Things that matter to me, things that I cared a lot about, things that are important to me, are getting deprioritised or ignored. More and more priorities are becoming unaligned. They became like flickering after thought, callously handled. Only myself holding them near and dear all these years.

Changes in priority happened without consent, whether I like it or not is moot really, because I have no say. A reminder of the insignificance of what I cared about is to the other. It's sad. It's bitter. It's reality.

Health wise the word is poor. This at least is something I can control, to a certain extent at least. So I am cranking up the frequency and intensity of my exercise. I am living in pain on a daily basis these few days, I hope I can keep it up. Suffer daily so I can be healthy, oxymoronic but true. It's a weird world.

Full of negativity, I know. No less true though, that's my life and the state I am in. Nope, not a happy bunny.

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