If he did not ask that question things would still be the same. But after that question, everything change, I start to think and question myself. Why am I doing all these? I did all these for whom? In the past I have an answer, but now? I don’t know. I can sense it that the feeling is back again. Living in a world.. Doing things myself and solving problems on my own. I think I am suitable for this kind of life or maybe I am fated to live this kind of life. Lost..