Adulthood

While life might be a nice song for some, treading well between happiness and sadness, it was noise to others—unbearable, continuous series of dissonant notes that make somebody wish for quietness while he covers his ears. The following is about those belonging to the latter group: a messy piece played messily based on reality. It is the first stage, characterized by puzzlement and indecisiveness in regard to oneself, familiar to many. Many of us turn to questioning ourselves: am I the one pilfering me? Do I just act to be someone else? A person in identity crisis? Our memory of our childhood is hazy and we sometimes ask if we have changed a bit or we have always been a mess. It can be put to a point of extreme frustration-such that all one is surrounded by are questions running ceaselessly without answers, beating on our heads: "WTF?" The next movement on the table is the going into the void of loneliness. The feeling of valuelessness is likened to just floating adrift in a...