the problem is the convenience. it's extremely convenient to be depressed, reactive and dysfunctional. it's convenient to be miserable. it's convenient not to care, not to worry. to be or not to be?! it's always convenient not to be, regardless.

it's convenient to justify, to rationlize, to disclaim. my favorite is when i come across people with no or very few opportunities compared to those of mine and it takes me less than a second to generate seven reasons why they're better off than i am, and why their lives are much easier and how clueless they are. it's not that i'm selfish, it's not that i'm blind, it's just sheer convenience.

laziness is fatal, and extremely convenient. what's the purpose of life, universe and everything else? it's all been created for my convenience, and nothing else. amen.