You know the void. It’s the thing that keeps you up at night. It makes you cry for no reason. It makes you unhappy, it makes you wander like a blind person in a dark room with no walls. Restlessness. Anxiety. Sadness. You’re always unsatisfied, always hungry for more than you already have, making you look like a fool in front of others and yourself, sometimes.  

I think today I understood why this thing lives inside me. I have the answer. It might sound stupid, it probably is and it probably lies in some books I didn’t get to read yet. But I have the answer and, for a second, it makes the void look less scary and that’s all I need. So why do we have it?

To keep us searching. To keep us wander and wonder, because the moment we stop is the real moment we’re lost. It’s there to make us evolve as a species. It hurts, I know, but we’ve read in books and facebook status updates that most of the times good things come through pain. Like life, for example.

The void is there, inside me and you, bouncing on the walls of our guts and pushing us forward this way. It’s moving us towards new directions, new things, new places, new people. The void is what got you where you are now.

Imagine for a second that the void is gone. We would all be forever satisfied and happy in our cities, in  our houses, in our bodies, in our lives. Nothing would ever change. Forever. Isn’t that thousands of times sadder than the void itself and the struggle to live with it?

So, here you go, my dear friend. Do not hate the void. Learn to listen to it and to feed it. But most of all, learn to appreciate it. I suspect not all of us have it and not all of the voids look, feel or work in the same ways. So be grateful for this engine someone has put inside you and has made you human.