The same

We are stuck in patterns.

We do the same things over and over again. React to the same things in the same way. Behave the same way with the very same person. Think the same thoughts, feel the same feelings, fall into the same narratives.

We do this until it becomes our reality, who we are, what we breath. And it is often self-destructive.

If only we could take a step back, point the finger at the pattern, and laugh.

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