Countless lost souls are feeling confused over their own existence in this big city where they live, they work, they smile, they dance, they drink and they get lost. This city never seems to sleep. Shops are open until late, bars are here for you all night, restaurants are ready to serve you breakfast at 2am, people go working at 9 in the morning right after a crazy night out.
Maybe they want to prolong their happiness, maybe they want to wipe away their sorrows, or maybe they just…don’t want to sleep. I am the last case.
Alan Alda is right, you have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you’ll discover will be wonderful, what you’ll discover is yourself. Maybe one day.