Sometimes the destruction we leave behind cannot be justified by moments of happiness that lead to it

Random thought...

When does the occupation stop and the obsession start?

A car...at a speed of 200 kmph...a deadend at 1 km...
Hardly a quantitative question...

Meandering Thought..

Do you draw a line if you are addicted to going over the edge??

Reality..

Shadows leap out at night time...nights are the most irrational part of the day, the fears and inconsistencies just seem so unreal and stupid in the bright light of morning, but they exist all the same....so what is reality? The flicker of doom in the dark or the hopeful sunlight...

It’s difficult to give up….when you don’t live by algorithms…

Why do people spend most part of their lives explaining themselves to others?