Words of Unwisedom #1

Life is a cake you will never finish baking, never eat. You'll just be making it, year after year, until one day, as it nears completion, you’ll realise the cake is dry, old, crumbling, decaying and doesn’t look anything like the recipe you now realise you were never following. And then you’ll die. And your cake will get thrown in the bin by your kids because they need the space to make their own never to be eaten cake.