The world is a weird place. We’re all just animals who try to act civilized. Nothing has true meaning besides virtue and relationships. So why is that we most neglect these things? Until it’s too late and we ask god for forgiveness for all our sins and spend the last fleeting moments with the ones we love. Why is it so hard to do it before reality shatters? Then we cry asking to go back in time and be different, but that’s just the easy way out. We grow old and try force our ideal self onto our children, who then grow up and the cycle repeats.

Be the man you want your son to be.