"What is wrong with people?"

Something I ask myself a lot.

Update alert: I moved to South Africa for four months. It's been four weeks so far, and every now and then, I still catch myself in awe and disbelief. Because what? How?

Life is funny.

Alas, my existential crisis is not over. I am mostly just ignoring it and distracting myself with a new country.

I think I need to learn to let things go. But I hate doing that. :( I much prefer to cling to things with all my might, even when my hands start to hurt and it gets too heavy to hold.