It’s so funny how life can pass us by without us noticing it. Things happen around us without our acknowledgment and we just “live”.
Are we really living or barely existing?
Do we have a meaning? Many of those philosophical questions can pop up your mind every now and then and disappear just as quick.
And why is that?
Because we do not have an answer.
I mean... 7 days of this new year has passed and I have been mostly laying on my bad or sick at the toilet. Is it a life? Am I living? Am I existing?
Hard to tell.
Sometimes the only time I feel human is when I cry... and then I feel those warm tear drops rolling down my face and it reminds me of a better time. An easier time... a time that seems so far away now. Feels like it never happened at all. Sometimes....
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