When Change Is The Only Constant.

I know I haven't been following the news.. but it seems that every time I open the papers, I see suffering and sense grief. It's kinda saddening to see that all the time. I've always lived a life of my own, apathetic to everything that doesn't concern me directly. It's not that I don't want to care.. what can I do? I guess being trapped all my life doesn't help that much. I need liberation from my own sufferings before I can liberate others, no?

Life, death, experiences.. why?

Even as I study and go through everything, I don't feel that it's my calling. [or is that something one makes up?]

Where's that sense of purpose..?

Bye. I'm hiding in my shell again. =] It's a safe place, without pain and suffering.