Why?

Why am I here? What is this? Where am I? What is this place? Who am I in relation to it? Is there anyone who hasn’t looked up at the night sky and wondered these types of existential questions at one point? Not that it necessarily matters. I’m content. I’m happy. I just cant help but to wonder sometimes… is that what its all about? Being happy? Is our existence nothing more than a big chunk of time that we need to figure out how to effectively spend in order to maximize happiness? That doesn’t necessarily bother me if that’s the case. I’m pretty in touch with my feelings and I know what makes me happy. Bullshit. I have no idea what makes me happy other than the obvious shit like ice cream. Who does really? Isn’t there something else I can be doing other than just searching for happiness? I’m not sure how to put energy towards something so abstract. I need a task. A project. Something to engage me. Something to keep my mind from wandering. Because when my mind wanders I tend to get lost. And for someone who was never good at following the breadcrumbs, finding the way home is always a pain in the ass.

Author: Rami Shafi

www.RamiShafi.com

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