I was a bit sick last week so please excuse my absence.
So, where am I- I was asking this to the sea. Like always, I received no answer but did receive some waves. That evening was lovely. I was late and the ships far ahead in the anchorage felt like towers of light, a decorated floor. A beautiful evening.
Last week I again fell sick, the feeling was overwhelming, the question was [and is] pressing hard- why do we live for, what do we live for. I did not receive any answers, from that[this] point there are infinite possible roads, one is of denial- nothing is wrong, just go on; another is of lying to self- everything is fine, you are hallucinating, just go on; else leave everything to time, just go on, or else - life is over.- Halt and analyze; or worst, game over- leave the game; or may be, find the one responsible who brought you down thus a road will show.
Trust me, there are so many things that can come to your mind.
But none of them matter, none of them guide and worst is once you realize that all them reasons are fake. you are in trouble, the mind can build no real things, once confronted with reality - it is as lame as a tied goat.
Discipline works in such cases, fight on until the day comes out. I am not a trained man [oops]
So what else is possible, if not hide, if not lie, if not sleep and worst if not a disciplined person?
you need to trust in yourself, understand that I am weak, and fight on- without discipline you will fall more and more and the falls will be longer and harder but fight on.
Most difficult road is the road towards freedom but that is where the reality lives.