Bad things happen, whether for a reason or not, and it's hard to come to grips with why or how. It can be extremely difficult to deal with, consuming every free sedentary moment throughout your day. Other times things happen and we just shrug okay and get on with our lives. Every so often something happens that is amazing and we don't ask questions about why or how we just soak in the goodness and life seems so great and simple. Why is this? Why is it that we, as humans, dwell on the negative? Asking questions, trying to get to the bottom of whatever problem, digging deeper and deeper, completely absorbed, uncovering more than we wished for until it becomes a skeleton in our closet. We analyze and ruminate until it is always there and incredibly painful to recall. We pick at every detail until all that is left is a red inflamed abscess that has little resemblance to its origin. When we finally realize how grotesque its become, we slap on some ointment and a band aid, try to forget and hope it heals. On the flip side, when something positive happens in our lives our natural instinct is to think we deserve whatever fortunate occurrence has materialized before our eyes. We say to ourselves, "Damn, that is great and so am I, more things like this should happen to me." We really don't consider why or how for more than a few hours. We take it in and instantly want more. Our appetite for satisfaction grows and grows, always wanting more, swelling exponentially. We evolve into gluttonous, rapacious, green-eyed monsters.
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