Doing Enough

I don't have much to say today.

Thank heavens. We all tire of it, you know.

What did I do to deserve that?

The sunset. The birds singing. The warm summer breezes. We all tire of that stuff. Why do you waste our time?

Sometimes it doesn't seem like a waste of time to me.

It should. Look around you. Look beyond you. It's not all sunsets and singing birds, you know.

Yes, I know.

It just becomes ... tiresome.

It's about all I can do.

Then you can't do enough.

That's the truth.

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