Hope-flakes

Pretty much everybody feels a little lost every now and then. Naturally. Sometimes though lost becomes a permanent situation. From where I stand we lose ourselves every time we come to miss what seems to be our personal "link" to reality. This sort of connection might vary from one person to the other, but its very basis is the same. First of all I think I should better note that when I speak of "reality" I don't really refer to the actual reality of the world we live in, but rather the intimate world of each and every one of us. It is quite possible that these personal environments can be distinguished easily enough. So, it becomoes clear that all these things that could make someone feel alienated from their life can actually be thousands of different things. My personal links to my reality seem to have left me, thereby I'm one lost atom. My feet travel me around quite fairly, but sadly my disorientation is of a different kind, the one of the spirit. My soul-food is fairly inadequate and the ones I could share with are out of reach. This type of isolation keeps you from leading a life with all the hints of excitement missing. It is more like the sort of situation when you have to drag yourself around without doing anything to ignite your soul. It's a terrible abyssus. Of course I'm sure the "shovels" can be found if you keep an eye here and there as you pass by, and when that happens you can start slowly digging your way up to the light.