One seemingly impossible thing is leaving. Leaving to move on be it a job, a relationship even a passion. Even if they provide you no joy. If only hope did not spring eternal and people did not have that miserable light called hope to cling onto, would they have left for a happier life?
When did life become so difficult? The words of a fictional woman comes to mind- "She asked God, without fear, if he really believed that people were made of iron in order to bear so many troubles and mortifications"
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