For the night is dark...

“Lord of Light! Come to us in our darkness. We offer you these false gods. Take them and cast your light upon us. For the night is dark and full of terrors.”
---GoT---

It is dark again. It’s always dark these days. Days are short and pass by so fast. Squirrels don’t leave the drey at night. So them long nights seem like a waste of time. If there were long nights all the time throughout the year, would my life be a waste of time? Or can I somehow embrace the darkness and make it an irreplaceable part of my goals. And yet I wonder what those goals might be. I am just a little squirrel living in a big walnut tree. What is the purpose of everything and what is my purpose in life? Do I have one…and if yes…how can I find it if I can’t see in the darkness?

Never Ending Wandering

A new year has started. Things have changed. Or have they? Frankly I can't tell the difference. I still wake up every morning and look for things to eat. Because that's what I have to do in order to survive. Eat. That's what everyone has to do, no matter where they live or what species they are. For me, it's pure surviving. And that's all I have to do. People tend to make things more complicated. They make themselves sit in a dusty office eight hours a day, do useless work in order to get paid at the end of the month. That's what they do their whole life. They only stop when they're old, so that they can enjoy the best time of their life to the fullest. 
I can't imagine that they're happy. That's probably the reason why they make new year's resolutions. To improve their life, to give it a meaning. I don't need to change anything...that's why it is so hard for me to understand people. They're different, they tend to make things complicated when it could be so easy. I wake up every morning to look for nuts and once I'm not hungry anymore, I do what I love doing - I chase up and down the walnut tree. It did this last year and I continue the same way this year. Until I die.