welcome back old friend...

I'm not sure there really is one point to life. I mean people spend their whole lives trying to find that one thing they were put here to do, but really, does anyone really figure it out? It could all be a big hoax. Just something to keep us busy like suckers. Or maybe we are just mislead and trying to find whatever it is we WANT to do but don't realize there are many things we are suppose to be doing. Why can't I be 5 people instead of just one? Why am I so limited?
I was lying in bed last night with and ache in my chest and I am brought back to a time when this ache was a constant and I had nothing else. All I had to look forward to was this ache and this pain, and as I lay in my bed last night I remembered my old friend and how I had ignored and neglected pain. The only thing that gave me inspiration and hope and a meaning. I had become a boring person who was lame and completely not interesting, and I had lost myself. I lost my pain.