I know all about existential discomfort, having experienced it most of my life. It started during my teenage years, after the initial honeymoon period of life came to an abrupt end. And it got worse from there. It was exacerbated by copious amounts of psychedelic drugs. It wasn’t helped by being an alcoholic. My family imploded so there was no ground to walk on. And the music I listened and played fed this angst.
Beautiful Kavi, and so true for me too! “What the hell is this place and how the hell did I get here” has been my question since childhood! 🙏❤️
Thanks Deb. Glad it spoke to you. This 'existential' question is at the core of so much..a deep inquiry indeed.
Inspiring and comforting, thank you xx 👌🏼
Thanks Anita, I'm glad it spoke to you. x