You’ll be getting busy very soon. At some points you’ll feel that it’s far too much for you to handle. Maybe you won’t just feel tired, you’ll start to think ahead and try to see a way for the pressure to stop, and maybe you won’t be able to picture it.

When that moment comes, you might feel angry, or bitter. You might wonder why the older you get, the less you’re treated like someone who is loved, and more like someone that has to perform and work hard – or else. Like a resource to be harvested, or like fuel for some awful machine that runs on everyone’s misery.