A Writer's Quirk: *Enough*

I believe in second chances. Heck, even third, fourth and fifth chances. But somewhere along the way you run out of chances and then it's time to deal with reality. What happens when all you have left is this? When you look back and see all the time you have wasted in nonesense?
There's no point in going on. Not really. So you just look for something else. You change paths and try to keep going. Your list of requirements gets larger, you learn more and have more experience for the future.
So when does it all stop? When do you tell yourself "This is what I'm gonna do for the rest of my life. This is what completes me."?
No one really knows where it's all gonna end. Well, no one really knows where it all started anyways. In your momma's belly? Before that? When you were 5 and fell of the porch? When someone first broke your heart?
Life's got a way of showing you that in the ultimate plan, you don't mean shit. Everything you do is meaningless. So we're stuck here, trying to figure who we are, what we're supposed to do and what everything really means.
Ever say to yourself "I've had enough! From now on I'll (Fill in the blank)". But later on you step on the same stone and fall, just like last time. Has it truly been enough? Or is it just something we tell ourselves to make us feel better and think that we're learning and growing up?
So what if you stumble and fall over and over again? Do you just keep picking yourself up and trying over and over again?
Every now and then we discover something new. We find something that makes us shiver all over and makes us feel all giddy inside. As always we're powerless to stop it. And then the illusion shatters and you see all the cracks that the paint covered; and still we go on.
We try to ignore those cracks and protruding weeds. We ignore all those ants and bugs that crawl over the object...and to later figure out that it was useless. You see it anyways and just can't stand it; the only difference being that you've wasted your time on it.
So there's nothing left to do but look for a new object. Try to figure out soon enough about all the nasty cracks this one has and learn a bit more. In the end all we have is a short time to spend. All the other things occupy our minds with useless bits of information and finally our limited knowledge fades away. Back into the earth.
"From dust you came and dust thou shall become" I guess the saying is true after all. Only, some people never really evolve to the second stage and retain some dust in their brains.

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