A friend writes, “Where do I belong? Where do I fit in? Something big is about to happen and I can feel it. I’m being pulled, but to where? I tire of living….no wait. I don’t live. I’m tired of existing. I feel so indifferent towards everything as if in the end it won’t matter anyhow. We all have to die someday. Why bother doing or learning anything if we’re just going to die and the information gathered will fade away into nothingness? I don’t know. I just don’t understand and all I want is to go home so I can search the cosmos for my lost love.”  Continue reading →