What's the point of doing anything if I'm not commited to seeing it through?
What's the point of not wanting the outcome of a finished project?
What's the point of doing everything for a deep peaceful pleasure instead of being blown around in turbulent waters?
What's the point of not completing something when you know that the end result is something you want, something that makes your life better, makes it eaasier, makes you happier?
What's the point of not taking responsibility for your life? Don't you only get one?
What's the point of buying something new when it lessens your appreciation for other things?
What's the point in not giving yourself fully? Afraid of rejection? There's a thousand people that won't reject you. Afraid that your humor is stupid or your laugh is too loud? Stop it. People are insecure, the people casting dirty looks are full of insecurity. The blonde wearing Pink gear has been pushed to the side for her best friend in junior high and now has her time to shine expect that there are 2,000 "hers", the middle aged woman who can't keep that extra 20 pounds off is desperate for affirmation, and the twentysomething young man with loafers that are too nice for his budget is constantly plagued by feeling inadequate.
What's the point in not loving and losing with complete abandonement?
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