I feel like my entire existence nowadays is me wandering around aimlessly in a desert trying to find a place to belong. A place to rest so that I can end my fruitless search for meaning.
I mean nothing in this world, so I should just embrace the hot desert sands of life’s desert and lie down to die.
Give in, relax, and fade away like everything and everyone does in time.
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I hope you find your meaning. Life goes by so quickly. Before you know it death will be aiming for you. Don’t waste your time wanting it to be over. It will end. Try to find some meaning in it. I’m at an age where I really don’t have to do anything except what gives my life meaning. And I realized that I don’t want to die. But it’s too late. I am physically unable to do those things I’ve been waiting to do. And I don’t want to wallow in regret. I’m trying to be kind to myself. I hope you can be kind to yourself.
You make your meaning in this world. It’s what you want to do or be. What’s more important to me though is what the world means to me. What life means. I make it about experiences. I want to die too. I’m tired. I want love. I want peace. I also want to do good and I believe my daughter comes first so I’m going to live and while I’m waiting I am going to experience as much as I can.