Things that are a mystery to me

Apart from life itself being a mystery to me I think I’m in a rut for reasons that I cannot fathom.  To an onlooker things look good,  settled even.  I guess I’ve never been the settling sort and therein lies the angst.  Angst is an interesting word,  it seems to convey the frustration and futility all at once.
An added mystery is why Chennai Express  Ram Leela was a blockbuster.  Maybe it’s being used as a torture device.

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