I  am lost and clueless.  And my mind is blank.  We write a script for our lives and at a certain point we reach the last chapter. But what if everything does not stop there. Then what?  Today has been an unintentional rest. I got very stressed yesterday and today I have just stopped. I am not sure why. Perhaps because I dont feel there is much I can do except have a bit of faith that some answers will come to me eventually. Sometimes perhaps to paraphrase “Do or do not there is no try” one should say rather “Do not or try”.  I feel personally I am at the end of things, though rationally it does not make sense.  Its a very uncomfortable feeling and profoundly  disturbing.  Just waiting for the doom to strike out of a clear blue sky.   

 ‘We know what we are, but know not what we may be.’

(Hamlet, Act 4, Scene 5)