61. they don't know where home is

It's so often that life makes no sense. Yet, it's not really that life makes no sense as it is that we make no sense of it. Lots of events seem random, unconnected, irrelevant, annoying, meaningless. Even our actions and priorities are out of whack. If we truly value "x", why do we spend so much of our time consumed with "y" and "z"? 

Focus. They say that saying "yes" to something means saying "no" to thousand something else. How do you focus when there's so many good things to focus on? It confounds me how it feels like I have lots to do but not enough that I'm doing.