Now I know that we must lift the sail and catch the wind of destiny wherever they drive the boat. To put meaning in one's life may end in madness, but life without meaning is the torture of restlessness and vague desire, it's a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.
I’ve apparently been the victim of growing up, which apparently happens to all of us at one point or another. It’s been going on for quite some time now, without me knowing it. I’ve found that growing up can mean a lot of things. For me, it doesn’t mean I should become somebody completely new and stop loving the things I used to love. It means I’ve just added more things to my list.
Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle.
Trying not to think about turning around, you’re trying not to get lost in the sound, but that song is always on, so you sing along, I can’t live without you baby.
I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby.