This economic crisis has explained a great mystery to me: why our hunter-gatherer forefathers had so little angst.
If you were worried about putting food on your table (literally), probably you didn't have time to worry about what the people in the next hut were saying about you or why your buddy from many moons ago de-friended you at your favorite prehistoric social-networking site.
(Actually, who am I kidding? I'm sure gossip was alive and strong among the hunter gatherers...assuming they were linguistically advanced enough to talk.)
You see, I've found that worrying about putting food on my table (or realistically, paying medical bills and funding my imminent post-graduate-and-unemployed lifestyle) is very freeing. I spend less time psychoanalyzing myself. And I think we can all agree that the less psychoanalyzing going on in the world, the better.
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alright.. who was it that defriended you on fb and thus is the real target of this post?? :)
This is so where I am right now! It's a bit of a relief to set aside things that were plaguing me before and focus on the medical crisis, in a weird way that you've articulated well.
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