Every day that I've been here has only brought on more questions, and zero new answers. Life is always complicated, but how is one supposed to go on if there's no light at the end of the tunnel? Are we supposed to trudge along in the dark, never knowing if our efforts are good for anything at all!?

[He stops walking very suddenly, and plops down on the curb. He suddenly doesn't feel like going on.]

If we really are needed here, is it as some sort of sacrifice?