When i read or listen to people sharing their experiences and adventures, sometimes it gets redundant. You know, when they keep talking about the same things and you get tired of listening or reading about it. It's like they keep bitchin and moanin.
Some of their stories are new. but most of them are like been there done that moments. Moments where you've been through it and did everything there is to do about it.
It gets old when other people are just starting to enter those phases, that don't even have meaning at all, when we have already way too long passed it. But maybe perhaps, in order to get here, you have to go through there first. A rite of passage. Perhaps.
Perhaps not.
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