Broken Record
Life is like a broken record at times. We listen to the same notes play over and over and over, and no matter how annoying the song can be, or how badly we want to change the tune, we never get up and switch the record.
Is it laziness, or is it that sometimes listening to the familiar old scratch is more comforting than the idea of learning new notes? Can I brave a new melody and take the chance of being happy, or am I happy being miserable?
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Quotable Thoughts: a look at the words of wisdom from other’s, with a twist of personal commentary, appears right here at iconoclastic
We were here; we are human beings; this is how we lived. Let it be known, the earth passed before us. Our details are important. Otherwise, if they are not, we can drop a bomb and it doesn’t matter.
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