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Life cycle

What the French term "métro-boulot-dodo" literally means is "subway-work-sleep". And I don't have to put any effort to draw the parallel with what our lives have become, to that. A bus ride to wherever we work, proceeding to work, and coming back feeling so exhausted and then finally sleeping. The alarm goes off and hello to another day filled with just the same things. Fortunately for some of us, this cycle doesn't apply so immensely because we have happy, positive things to look forward to and to squeeze into. But what happens if there's nothing much to look forward to anymore? When this happens, we do what we do best; finding other things to do such that it seems like we're breaking out of that cycle. Unfortunately, those are short-lived because we always find ourselves landing on the same old cycle once again. So do you see the pattern here? The main question is, how long do we have to keep up with this?

Now I realise how some of us have completely surrender ourselves to life's awful, gnawing pace. Because it's tiring to step back out only knowing that you have to run along the same cycle again, it's so much easier to not do anything about it anymore. People get jaded, so jaded they let life take control instead of the other way round.

I think one of life's biggest mysteries would be on how to discover a device or rather a cure on how do we ever get out of that cycle long enough that there will never be a relapse (going back to that same cycle). I'm thinking that till the day we die, we would probably run on the same cycle, sometimes even without our conscious awareness.

And you know what? I think this is precisely why life is temporary.

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