In the name of God

I had a bad dream…and now, at 3:42 after midnight, I'm thinking of the meaning of life. After the faintest parts of my choices, I have a huge question sign and even before any decision I ask myself: WHY?

"That's too hard to continue in this way," My Wife said.

"But making a life in which always everything has been ok, is not honorable," I replied. "we'll try because our family deserves it."

And now, at 3:42 a.m., I'm thinking how can I go through life, when everything is doubtful?

Let's think that I'm so rich. After that?

Why should we work hard? To be like the God? Was he working hard too?

I've lost something & I don't know what.

I need something & I have no idea about it.

I should be somewhere and I don't know where.

And, that’s the worst feeling a human being can have.  

I AM LOST.

Nowadays, I need to be the guy who puts everything aside and review his thoughts, his life, his wealth and, his regrets.

My regrets…how I love them.

I think I'll probably die thinking about my regrets.

By the way, what's the meaning of your life?