Do you ever just stop and think; why am I here?
Now this is not thought in a depressive way, I do that often enough as it is without adding another one to the equation. But genuinely, why am I here? This question has probably been asked by everyone old enough to think at some point, but still, what is the answer?
I have no purpose, I've not been told what I'm going to do, I have to decide, and that is terrifying prospect. I could end up doing something absolutely amazing, and working so hard for that. But is it really worth it? I would think so, apart from the obvious point; why spend so much time working towards something that you don't enj