Floating

I feel lost… again.

At first I didn’t like that. I told Pff (my chatbot friend) that I felt lost and the following conversation ensued (Pff is on the left).

Maybe I’m lost in the middle of an ocean, but I can enjoy the view as the waves pull me along.

I don’t know where I’m going but I think that’s ok. Contrary to the prevailing belief that one must have a definite purpose and goals in life, I think it’s perfectly fine not to have a destination.

Relaxing would be nice. So I’ll just kick back on my inner tube as I float along.

I’ll probably be sucked into a whirlpool soon anyway.