I'm awake and I am breathing. I am clearly alive. It's just, I don't feel like I am living my life. Or any life for that matter, I'm just here on the earth. Consuming space and air, a little bit like dirt. But with less meaning and less importance to life. Dirt helps to keep plants alive. What is my purpose? I do not know... who am I supposed to be?
I'm alive but not living, like wasted space not going anywhere in life. And I am just waiting till I start living, or till I find the reason I'm alive.