Grey Day

I miss childhood for only one reason.
As a kid there were no problems, no conflicts, no self knowledge…I was just one of the 35 kids in the class, just one of the three kids of my parents, just one of the 6 billion apes perspiring on this planet. But now there is a difference. There are responsibilities…..some of them are minute, like getting my bro red dinkies …and some are huge….like eliminating ignorance…..
And one of the things I miss most bout my childhood is in fact ignorance…miss being a dreamy toothless idiot….Hate knowing many things…..hate knowing that women get raped in jails, that people are locked up without any reasons, that millions of people just vanish in thin air, without anyone ever figuring out….
One can target poverty and ignorance……but what about the sadness and misery that engulfs millions…..the grief and despair of life…Do you know some people are chronically depressed…..That is they never get out of depression…..

The day was a grey one. I was unusually lazy. And I ran into something that reminded me life can be tough cuz we can’t control many things.
There is a law that says- everything that can go wrong, will go wrong.
It does gimme a lil anxiety…..
And I already know I am no super woman, and that I often fail at many things, many if not all…