Dear Diary,

A gut feeling rooted in the same vague void made me quit my job, give up my apartment, and go on the road. This gut feeling kept haunting me until it turned into what I call “My Early Existential Crisis.” Part of this was me trying to understand the ideas and thoughts I have developed around this feeling of the void since I was a young kid. I’ve come to a fork in the road where I must understand “What’s Beyond All This?” This gut feeling kept haunting me until it became so strong I couldn’t sit still.

I started my journey on the road in search of the answer to that one question, “What’s Beyond All This Repetitiveness of Life?” This is the one question that no human can find an answer to. At one period in my journey I imagined I would reach a point in my search where I would have some kind of spiritual experience; where my body becomes so numb to the reality I live and were my soul awakens to its natural form. I wanted to have a profound experience in this big-life-question-mark search that can reconcile me to a contemporary culture. I wanted to trace down what is real to me and my own experience. I wanted to document my experience going through this new journey, while contemplating my gut feeling, allowing me to meditate on all of these experiences using a collection of materials, from photographing and writing poems, to sketching and collecting documents that could speak to my experience.

To My Early Existential Crisis...