ambivalence

During the very humdrum and monotonous chopping of fruits earlier today, I was once again reminded by the temporal nature of life and that nothing is permanent, while changes reign as the only permanence. Before the thought conquered my mind, I almost yield to grumbling about my responsibilities in the kitchen. Certainly, thinking about the ephemeral essence of our experiences may sound bleak, but I have learned to see it in a way that alleviate my tendency towards self-induced melancholy.