Maxioms by Charles M. Schulz
My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. read more
My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?rn
Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.
Life is like a ten speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.
No problem is too big to run away from.
No problem is too big to run away from.
A whole stack of memories never equal one little hope.
A whole stack of memories never equal one little hope.
