I often ask myself — what’s the point of all this? We wake up, work, earn, chase goals, but at night, when everything is quiet, I still feel empty. It’s like I’m walking without direction, pretending I know where I’m going. I don’t want a luxurious life; I just want to feel meaningful. But meaning is hard to find in a world that values achievement over peace. Sometimes I wish someone could just sit beside me and say, “It’s okay not to have all the answers.”