lost

"Meaning of existence"

Recently more than ever, I found myself pondering over that question. When you had a purpose in life.. everything seems so good, so invincible in a way.. that you are able to conquer anything.. no mountain too high nor sea too deep ( hmm.. familiar phrase..).



When maybe at a certain point in life, that direction is lost. You found yourself wandering through the woods, with no goals, objective nor purpose.

You just keep dragging yourself along.

Not remembering where you have been, not knowing where you are and not caring where you will end up.


That feeling simply.... SUCKS.


Big time.


When things go wrong (which of course in life, they do.. life's no bed of roses right?), you tried to fix it... but before that is done, another goes wrong, an another, an another.. like a freaking domino effect.

Then you stop.

You don't feel like fixing anything anymore.


Let it go.. I say.


That's when the feeling of lost & helplessness seeps in.




Alone, forgotten, misunderstood.. lost.
Time to stop walking?