Life is a maze. It is unrelenting with confusing series of pathways. No one can ever avoid the twist and turn of the routes. It’s one of those puzzles where you go on one end, and surprisingly end up in another. Sometimes you might be lucky enough to get through, sometimes you’re stuck on a dead end full of disappointment. So you try another, sometimes backtracking in an effort find the correct route. But most of the time, you are lost in the middle of nowhere. There’s only one way through the maze and you have to try every option available.

Decisions are vital in the maze. Whether it be a wise or careless one, a decision has to be made to go on. One is followed by another. Once in a blue moon you might pick your brain, “Why the hassle? Can’t I just escape from all these mind-blowing, complicated and bizarre stress of life?” You can put your overspending life into a halt for a moment. Eventually, you will need to get back to life.

Life is about seeking the source of true contentment and happiness. There is no such phrase as “They live happily ever after”. Fairy tales are just an escape from reality, which hurts. While I am composing this irritating truth of reality, I could feel the ache in the pit of my stomach, gradually bubbling into my chest, filling me with chill and melancholy. I am lost.