My longing for solace began to seem as though I had always felt that way. The feeling was indescribable, almost. but at the very least, there. It throbbed in my chest each time my mind filled with thoughts of what I should be doing with my life. My 20 somethings. aren't they supposed to be my glory days ? Where did I go wrong ? were questions I asked myself every waking morning. The anxiety and fear of failure felt like bags of sand on my shoulders but there are moments where all the worry goes away. brief moments which are in my solitude. the fear, the insecurities, the overconsumption society nurtures. everything fades. All the noise, gone.