Sometimes I reflect on how terrible my life is and will whine to whomever has the misfortunate to listen. Yet, my life is not so bad. It's just not 100% good and is this so possible. Are we not all forced to make trade-offs? Mine is between work and play. I've chosen work that I rarely enjoy that has provided the majority of my time left to play. Should I resent it when it presents greater demands than what I'm used to?
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