Regret was a familiar feeling, a comfortable blur of thoughts that felt hopeless.

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Regret was a familiar feeling, a comfortable blur of thoughts that felt hopeless.
A natural fusion of great satisfaction and complete happiness. I am man and woman - a comfortable state that lives in harmony, co-operating. A great mind is androgynous.
Can I learn to love the boring, comfortable, convenient life which is passing me by?