As we mature and age, we develop a need for complexity. Where there is none or little, we make it complicated and sophisticated for no apparent reason what so ever. Or is there an underlaying desire to be smarter and more clever than other people? We thrive on complexity, from our languages, to our technology and most importantly, our relationships with people. Why is it that we enjoy enduring complicated relationships with people we love? If you see it from one perspective, we enjoy being miserable. If you see it from another, we think too much about things. Wish we could all just enjoy what we have, who we have, for all their worth.
If it's complicated, simplify!
If it's complicated, simplify!