Sometimes we get stuck, even if just for a breath, a pause, and we wonder if we might disappear. And maybe, sometimes, we even want to disappear into this dark cloud that seems to just be lingering nearby, waiting for us to notice. This cloud that is something, but kind of nothing, overcomes us out of nowhere and just swallows us, leaving us wondering if there is now a hole where we should have been. Or were our lives not important enough, interesting enough, strong enough, or original enough to have left a hole?
Live your life so that when you are gone, you leave a hole.