elisabeth

life is confusing as hell. sometimes i don't think it's about anything. i think about it too much, trying to make sense of it. does it get me anywhere? i'm not sure. it's difficult to tell. is there a satisfying endpoint? is it finding contentedness and tranquility? or are those things only ever brief and fleeting?

sometimes i think the best advice comes from Monty Python: "Life's a piece of shit, when you look at it. Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true. You'll see it's all a show, keep them laughing as you go, just remember that the last laugh is on you."