If you happen to catch me at the gym with an Existentialist look on my face, kinda wondering what I’m doing there perhaps, it could be that I’m listening to a song with a chorus that includes the lines:
I tried so hard,
and got so far,
but in the end, it doesn’t really matter….
The song, of course, is….
“In the End” by Linkin Park
You know, in the end, it doesn’t really matter, but it doesn’t matter if I was somewhere other than the gym. So I might as well get some exercise while I’m here.
