Ellusive Happiness

Life is strange. The most important things happen in the wrong moments, it seems. One chapter ends, another begins but it feels like nothing it’s in place. There’s something always missing. Something not finished or not completely done. Why wait? I keep telling myself? Why not? Something inside me says “Let go, totally and freely. Don’t be afraid”, nonetheless when I feel so happy and comfortable with a supposedly “wrong situation” the question lingers again: “What should I do then?” Life is passing by fast, so shouldn’t I live it to its fullest? What’s going on in the end? It feels like I’m doing something wrong almost all the time and this leaves me full of grief and sadness. In the meanwhile, everything follows its course, leaving me behind, alone…