The Unanswered Question

Okay, so I know this happens to everyone: moments of panic. For no real reason your whole world comes crashing down because you realize that you have no purpose. Maybe it's not even that. Maybe it's just that you don't know why you're working said job, why you are living in said town, or why you are doing anything that you do. It's a horrible feeling to be lost. To be unsure of what you're doing and where you're going. To know that tomorrow you have to get up and do the same thing over again. Is it going to be a waste of time? I know this overanalyzing does no good. It only perpetuates this thought that we have to know where we are going at all times. We don't need to know. I just need to remind myself to be here now. Live this moment, enjoy it, and stop looking so far ahead. People are always getting ready for the next thing to come along and make their lives better, but that next thing never comes. I know this, but it's so hard to believe sometimes.

This is it.