WSA 2024 Entry
What can one do against inevitability? Fate? Circumstances out of one’s control? The answer to that, for a human, is not all that much.
We toil under the designs of other, pawns in their sick games, moved around while we dance under the illusion of freedom.
I had resigned myself to this reality, that it was just how life went, despite my yearning to do more, be more, be above my mortal constraints, above my humanity.
Emphasis on had. Fate had now become all but a footnote.
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I am writing this book for the sole purpose of sending myself to uni.
