To Live

Hi! Gosh it has been quite some time since I last wrote! It has been more than a year. How time flew.. I haven't been writing anywhere actually. And frankly, right now I'm writing just for the sake of writing :p I don't know the hell am I going to write. LOL.

Anyway, I'm working now. I'm officially a designer now, and I have been working in this current company since last September.

I remember when I used to write about amazing things. I mean, I THINK they were amazing. But I don't know what other would think. Now, I feel myself drifting. I don't read that much anymore, I don't dream as much, I'm becoming more realistic. And though I am absolutely in love with the concept of being a writer, live on a remote island where nobody--but close friends and family--would find me. So around couple of months ago, I cried at my office. I talked to my HRD manager, who happens to be someone I found friendship with, and I cried while telling her I feel lost. I don't know where I am going and I think I want to write. Like Carrie Bradshaw. I want to hear my own voice inside my head, narrating my writing, which eventually will be read by thousands, millions, of New Yorker.

Then I found out I got my period.

Oh, that figures.

We might find ourselves questioning life sometimes. Questioning whether we're doing what we are meant for, wondering what is the point of this life. We constantly question what would we do, and what would be the consequences of it. We question so many. Even in general, we have 5W and 1H:

What

is the point of this life? 

Who

is that other half I'm told I'm suppose to have? 

When

will I die? 

Where

do I belong to? 

Why

am I even here? 

How

do I live?

Those may not be the questions in your head, but I bet they once have crossed your mind. A friend asked me the ultimate question a few days ago, "What is this life for?"

Well I told him I don't know. And frankly, nobody lives long enough to learn what is this life for. I suppose biologically speaking, you live to die. But what would you do in the between? Would you simply lay on your back and wait for Death to take you, or will you do other fun stuff whilst waiting? 

Then you ask, so what's the point of living when you know you're gonna die anyway?

And that my friend, is the question to this answer: TO LIVE.

Have we been living this whole time?