Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Childhood was simple, yes. No rent, no bills, and few responsibilities. Beautiful. Without exception, at one point, that’s going to change. For me, it’s happening right now.
I’m faced with two choices:
- I could be angry that life is getting more complicated and resign myself to my new reality of misery.
- I could accept it, work with it, and keep life as simple as possible and not get jaded by life.
Option two, please.