I realized that I am bad at finding ... finding something.
For that something, I feel that I end up at wrong place at the wrong timing.
For that something, I end up with something that isnt what I wanted.
For that something, I am lost.
So I find a place to get lost in my thoughts.
A place I know how to go and how to return to where I was from.
Then, I would think all day long about random thoughts.
And I slowly make my way... to somewhere.
Somewhere I hope it is the right place to be.
The right place to end up at.