Most things man. Sometimes I just look at dogs playing at the beach and I’m like, “look at them, living the good life. Literally all they have to worry about is that their owner loves them. No worrying about what to eat, who’s going to be their friend, going to work, providing for the family, the multitude of ways we’re all going to die someday…just beach and food and love.”
I wish I didn’t know shit about anything.