Distraction


So I was stressed over a thing, and another problem came, distracting me from the first problem. 

It's like... I am abandoning an alligator chasing me because there is another cheetah running faster towards me. 

Life is a joke, really.
I love distraction from my current thought, but why the distraction is something even messier... I am never ready... 

What's comfort zone anyway? 
It's either death or jumping out of a shark tank to move to a lions' den.

Everything changes.
Nothing stays the same. 

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