equilibrium: Existential Longing

When once again the ground falls from under your feet, and you try to grasp at all the good, bright, joyful things in life, in order to save yourself... And it's no use. Then you grasp dreams, aspirations, desires, fleeting feelings that "somewhere out there, happiness is possible". To fantasies, after all. Alas. Everything becomes meaningless, futile, evanescent, transient, empty