I think it’s depressing how you have to literally work constantly till the day you die. Every day you have to earn money to make a living. You have to put work into preparing a meal for yourself three times a day. You have to muster the effort to brush your hair and dress yourself. You have to put work and effort into literally every tiny action you do daily. It’s depressing how the only thing that motivates us is knowing that not working will only result in our demise, and we live our lives sensation seeking. Living is like having to constantly haul yourself up and struggle through quicksand. You know that if you rest you will sink deeper and suffocate, so you fight and fight and fight until you eventually become too weak and you get sucked under