I have this feeling inside of me, that makes me feel like I'm chasing something, something that would finally allow me to take a break from this voyage and catch my breath. Just be there, at that place and relax. Learn the true meaning of enjoyment. And I'm only a few steps away from catching it. Like, if I get to that point, I'll finally feel belong, I'll finally feel like I've found my place. That's the feeling inside of me.

But no matter how hard I try, how fast I run towards it, it always stays a few steps ahead. It's like a cat chasing his/her tail.

I had these emotions at times, when I felt like I was almost there. But they didn't last very long.

Every day, from the moment I wake up 'till I'm 'fighting my way' to transition this another realm called sleeping, I feel the same thing. Like I'm there again, where I already was. Square one. Like, there's this hidden wall surrounding me. Preventing me from achieving what I want to achieve. And a wall that others wouldn't put the effort to break.