I've always been very defeatist and quick to give up. Okay well maybe always isn't the right way to put it, but it's not like there was a big turning point where I decided no amount of effort on my part could get me anywhere, it sorta just happened?
The biggest down side is that since I've always thought it wouldn't matter if I put in any effort, I never did, which led to me now being unable to actually try in life.
Kina pathetic isn't it? Who knew you needed to practice in order to even get to the starting line of progress.
Anyway what was I talking about? Oh right I'm a defeatist! And what happens to them? Of course, they get defeated!
So on my way home after suffering another great defeat the details of which you're not privy to yet, I bumped into someone… well maybe not "someone" more like "something" if I had to describe it? Either way it was a very peculiar thing, the most noticeable thing about it was how gigantic it was, it stretched out as far as I can see and it felt like it encompassed my entire world, which just made me wonder "how the hell have I never seen this before?" And another even bigger question, "why is nobody else acknowledging this?"
But just as I reached out to touch the object, it suddenly vanished, like it was never even there which I couldn't even comprehend, like how did something so big come and go just like that?
I continued to ponder this question until I collapsed from overthinking, sigh this is why I try not to think too much…