I don't know. I just have this feel that what I'm doing is directionless. That I'm not really happy with how things are in my life. I feel lost. And lonely. Very lonely. Like the thought of dying on the street with nobody noticing. You're just there, laying in infinite oblivion and the hustle and bustle continues. Stamping on you. Trampling you. And you're too dead to react or even realize.