For all those years I have been always pondering over so many questions that at times I find silly and useless. Who am I? Why am I here? Does my existence really matter?…
At times they are burdens. They hold me back from truly living in the moment and living a simple life.
At times I think there’s something wrong with me, that I just live in my head.
At times I think there’s no point in asking these questions because if I look deeper within, the answers are always there.
But just now I came to realize the questions are there not to be answered. They are there to guide me, to remind me that the world is so big, the universe is so mystic and there are millions of things I haven’t yet discovered, including myself.

2024.04.04