The motion of our daily lives leads to a very bland experience of the world. Perhaps that is why we don't really pay attention to anything and small observations can feel like a Big Bang of personal revelation.
Huh,I have a feeling this will turn in to a very emo entry...Fuck it. It's been a decade, I can pass this as retro, right? Cool :)
Recently I had such a moment. I figured out what was missing from my life. I was.
It wasn't that I was just standing in a corner not doing anything, but I was no longer engaged by anything I couldn't. It kinda makes sense to feel this way, this can come from anything, or so I noticed, the more meaningful the event, the deeper the impact and probably more long lasting.
I have not insight on this one, and honestly I think it's the sort of deal where you make your own recipe and you roll with it.
But the "fix" seems always the same from the outside; you are "well" again. Sure, I tell them, I'm well just like you are..a well of knowledge and wisdom :D
My own takeaway on this state would be: go through it, and fuck anyone who tries to bring on any sort of negative connotation to you through it. They either were there and repressing it, or they haven't gone through it yet, so they are really talking about something they know nothing about.
Ride that shit out and own it, only then can you make sense of it. When you made it your own.
"Why do people cut themselves? They want to drown out all the crap with the nearest liquid available :)" ~ Some douche