Why do we have to be so complicated and worry¬†about things like feelings, ethics and morality? Why can’t we be like animals? Then the only thing we have to worry about is “I have to survive”.

I’m not saying it would be better, just that it would be easier.

РExistential musings of my newly minted teenager.

Can’t we just go back to the toddler years when the only question I had to worry about was “What’s for dinner?”.