We feel guilty, do we not, if not busy? But we feel somewhat soiled, on the the other hand, if we sweat overmuch?
I can only suggest that we often indulge in made work, in false business, to keep from being bored. Or worse still we conceive the idea of working for money. The money becomes the object, the target, the end-all and be-all. Thus work, being important only as a means to that end, degenerates into boredom.
Can we wonder then that we hate it so?
|—||Ray Bradbury (via foodffs)|
is your face from mcdonalds? cause im loving it
you all deserve someone who isn’t embarrassed to love you and tells all their friends about you and saves your selfies, whether they’re good or bad to look at when they miss you and loses sleep to talk to you and tells you how much they love you all the time and i really hope all of you find that one day because you all deserved to be loved
Yes, Thank you.