A part of me was looking forward to the “possibility” of the world ending – a larger part than I would like to admin. Is that normal?

The thought of endless sleep, of not having to worry about work, about not having to worry about bills… having it just all, end – sounds rather tempting to me. Don’t get me wrong, I am not a suicidal person, not even close, but this is somehow different.

I wonder how many people out there felt the same about this.

What is the meaning of life? I am going through a deeply soul-changing period in my life right now, I am converting to Judaism, and studying all these questions is a big part of it. However, I am not sure if I am getting any closer to the answer.

My days have felt very cold, empty and wasteful lately, and I am searching for a way to change this.

For now, it’s another day. A day to try and be positive. The sun is shining, I have a bed to sleep on at night, food to eat – I should not be complaining.