You've survived every bad day so far. Every battle, every setback, every moment you thought you couldn't go on.
And somewhere along the way, you did more than survive.
You built a life.
So why do we spend so much of it trying to escape?
The distractions are endless.
Some harmless, some destructive.
But perhaps the interesting question isn't what we do to escape, but why we feel the need to.
A few thoughts on old habits, comfortable illusions, and the strange difference between surviving, existing, and actually living.
Maybe it's time to stop looking for a way out.
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