A repeated scene, something you don't like, but don't know how to fix, and stopped caring. Now you just stare at it, day after day, it feels like a splinter in your back, a constant pain that you get used to. Thinking how wonderful your life would it be if magically that problem solves by itself.
A repeated scene, something you don't like, but don't know how to fix, and stopped caring. Now you just stare at it, day after day, it feels like a splinter in your back, a constant pain that you get used to. Thinking how wonderful your life would it be if magically that problem solves by itself.
I used google translate, just my 2 cents!