'It's all foreign to my fate.'


I am in search of a diversion: a diversion from the dullness
of day-to-day living. So I search far and wide. I go where the
wind of fate takes me. But I get distracted. I set my
expectations too high. And I get lethargic. I get...detached.

Have you ever felt loneliness in the middle of a vastness of
figures? Each going about their own fate, speaking their minds,
collecting new experiences, entertaining new encounters...It
all seems so distant.

If only I could be careless, if only I were selfless...
Maybe then I wouldn't demand so much.

But every now and then, per chance, something happens to
contradict my torpor. I get an inspiration, whether through
a vision, a sensation, or an exchange between souls...And then
I feel...hope.

Yes, there might be some hope for me. I have made it this far.
The new discoveries, new experiences, and new exchanges spark in
me a new longing: a longing to build upon my own fate; to achieve
a balance; a perfect, a complete existence.