Lately, since last week or so, I've been feeling very frustrated. I feel like I have a lot of anger in me. Because, what's the use of it all? Why are we here and where do we go? Why don't we know that yet? ... Will we ever know?
Since I was a kid, I was quite determined to find out. The only problem is, I have no idea how. But I do intend to find out, somehow.
When someone close to me passes away, I do tend to focus on these questions more. They keep me up at night, which only adds to my frustration, and they make me lose my focus during mundane daily tasks. And even the smallest things that don't go easily, frustrate me to no end.
Usually all of this passes after a while, as life goes on and no answers are found. But the smallest bit of frustration always remains...