Nothing… absolutely nothing. I’m completely empty. No thoughts, no feelings, no emotion, just a speck of dust traveling through the cruel air. I am not alive. In order to be alive, you must be living. I’m invisible. No one pays attention to me or notices me. I am but an ant…. crawling it’s way around the earth, slowly; step by step; little by little. Just like the ant, I have no meaning to life. I’m not making anything of myself, I’m not important to anyone… Why am I here? What’s my purpose? Do I even have one? I look into the future and see nothing of myself…. Absolutely nothing.