Trying to conciliate all who I am, I, sometimes, get lost in piles of old papers without importance that blur my eyes to what is really worthy. I feel like I spend the time solving problems that should be file into the back drawer in my life cabinet. My preferences are not taken into consideration because there are things more important to do and then I see myself drowning in my own complaints about that. Nobody listens, as if anybody ever had listened. Neither they have too, I am the one that has to make sure my world revolves accordingly. Need to go further into this reasoning....

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