Shadows

It's so strange. You do the same kinds of things every day, hoping that one day it will help you do something else, which you'll also do every day. Is it a perpetual cycle? Will you necessarily enjoy the things you'll be able to do tomorrow if you don't like the things you have to do now? Should we be doing things to make ourselves happy, or doing things to make the world a better place? Is living a simple life the way it was meant to be? Those who have it seem to say it's about the things that matter most, friends, family. But is it just selfish if you have the ability to actually make a difference? What matters anyway? Nothing external gives meaning to things, so it's only what we decide ourselves. Does that mean there is any point to the pursuit of greater things, greater knowledge? And there are so many paths, how do you pick one? It's like focusing on only one beautiful picture and knowing it's beauty so totally, but without knowing anything of the beauty of the rest of the pictures in the gallery. But if you try to look at them all, can you ever fully appreciate the beauty of any of them? What if you get so wrapped up looking at the pictures that you miss the excellent food served at the cafeteria? You did go there for the pictures though.
I miss the desert. It's so peaceful out there. Maybe it's the absence of souls around you. Maybe it's that there aren't all the background souls bombarding you all the time, so you can focus on the ones around you, understand them. After all, you don't want to be out there alone.