Why do all of life's events come in packets?
It seems there's never really a consistency in how life goes. It's either everything at once, or total boredom for weeks on end. I feel like there's some kind of sick macroscopic version of the quantum theory playing out in my life, where all of life's "energy levels" are quantized, and I can't seem to find the steady rate. What were to happen if we just totally missed one of those periods, one of the up-times? Would our lives be changed forever if we weren't in 10 places at once? It seems like everyone either wants you around, or doesn't want to see your face. Either way, you're left wondering what the heck's going on, and why you're the one that gets abused by life's consistently awkward number of ups and downs. i wonder what happens to those people that can't handle the packets, the constant shift of pace and time. maybe that's where mental disorders come in.
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