It has been ages… And this is why:

I’m wading through this life, lost in the patterns and mazes of society. I can’t seem to find that one thing to make my heart sing with joy. What will I make of myself? I wonder at the future and struggle to see me there. I have the urge to plan everything at the hope of maybe finding some direction in carefully constructed ideas… But nothing sticks. I’m staring wide eyed, hoping to catch a glimpse of a sign pointing me the right way.