The Swedish comedian Hans Alfredson once said: “Life is like a bag. Void and empty unless you fill it with something.”
Sometimes I think there’s a hole in my bag. No matter how much I put in, it still feels empty.
Then, sometimes I think I have a really ugly bag. I hate the sight of it and just want to exchange it for a prettier one.
Other times, I think it’s a plastic bag. Stick my head into it, and I might suffocate.
But most of the time, I just wish it had neat little compartments to keep stuff in order. Then I wouldn’t have to waste so much time looking for things in all the wrong places.