The weather today is partly angry, leading to resignation and ultimatums.
Hey, even the Mona Lisa is falling apart.
The weather today is an increasing trend towards denial.
I don't know the difference between what I want and what I'm trained to want.
As we grow older I always think, why didn't I do more when I was young, why didn't I risk more?
So if reality is all a spell, and you don't really want what you think you want... If you have no free will. You don't really know what you know. You don't really love who you only think you love. What do you have left to live for?