Where am i

Some days, it feels like I’m moving without direction, like the world keeps spinning while I’m stuck trying to figure out where I’m supposed to be. It’s not dramatic or heavy—it’s just this quiet, nagging feeling that I’m off track, like I missed a turn somewhere but can’t retrace my steps.

I keep going because what else is there to do? But it’s hard not to wonder if this is just how it is—walking through fog, hoping something will eventually come into focus.

They say it’s normal to feel lost, that everyone does at some point. Maybe that’s true. Maybe this is just a phase. But right now, it feels like I’m waiting for a sign that hasn’t shown up yet.