Do you ever wonder?

Where it comes from?

You know, that weird drive in your brain that tells you that you've gotta do stuff that you really don't want to do?

Do you ever ask yourself about the importance (or lack thereof) in daily tasks?

Do you ever want to quit life? (But not die, mind you)

Are these questions emo, or existential, or worse, are they positivist?

Why am I have a resurgence in interest in philosophy?

Do you have days where you can't derive pleasure from the usual activities?

Do you ever think you should be doing or thinking about something else?

Do you find shortcuts so you have less work to do, yet end up feeling bad about taking said shortcuts?

If you ever feel this way, I have advice! Not to worry!You may need medication. You know when you feel the weight of sadness. Your eyes are always looking at the ground, and tacos just don't taste right anymore. Look, there's a rain cloud over your head. Is there nothing you can do? Now you can! I'm not going to tell you though - I will leave you in dispair. The only thing you'll have to comfort you at night is the sound of your dog Sparkles the Unicorn panting and eating your shoes.

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