To express my thoughts: I hate a thing which I name "80% fortune". Goddamn blisterf*beep* of *beep* f*beeeep*ing *
beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!*.
One develops a plan for the future with his animals.
One is doing everything that's possible, even if it results in unhealthy amounts of time spent.
One is slowly processing forward, keeping bureaucratic areas in order, working regards the goal, even acquiring ways of gaining material.
One works and works, it develops into something well-working and fine.
One reaches around 80% of a finally usable status. There's lots of work and sweat, but it's chilled and in delight.
*Beee
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!*
Each percent it gets moved further, there are unforeseen consequences sprinkled in. Continuously.
Here, have some X, which will ruin your mood by destroying health aspects. Here, get some Y for restless thoughts and worries about living beings which you care about. Here, let Z tear your mood in bloody fleshy stripes by adding unnecessary legal hassles from someone which you did a favor in the past by fixing what was broken by him.
Every
*
BEEEEP*
Percent
Brings
Death
And
Losses.
I'll still never stop finishing it. There's only a limited amount of what can get taken and destroyed.