Franz Kafka captured once the haunting fatigue of emotional exhaustion, and I think that it's fitting for our times too. It’s not sleep we crave, but meaning and clarity. The heaviness comes from inner chaos—when words fail to express the depth of what we silently endure
@val70 sure, pretend your apocalyptic no hope ideology isn't hateful to my world, God's creation? It's a religious tenet. Talking about a better future is taboo. Hope is not welcome. So be it!
