Sometimes, on chilly November days, you get thinking about things and you realize how meaningless life is sometimes. I know - hard topic - but I think it's one that needs to be addressed more often than not.
In life, we go around and we search for things. Whether that be searching for something to educate us, something to love, something to be, or something to say. Our actions, in reality, are this perpetual reaction to what someone did or said hundreds and thousands of years ago. In all honesty, our ancestors once had a fight, and from that fight, we receive that madness that drives us to anger.
If I have to point fingers at my generation, I would say that we are looking for a revival. We are looking to make something of ourselves and the world we live in. We are looking to change everything and anything, rip it out of the ground and make it grow upside down. I know that's true because when you ask anyone one of us what we want to be, we often don't know. The cause of us not knowing is the fact that we want to do everything. We want to be everywhere. We want to be exposed to everything.
So don't blame us for feeling so empty and worthless. Don't blame us for having this urge to do everything. Just let us feel chilly on a November day.