Everything seems empty, impermanent, fleeting. Like a dream. I can remember three years ago as if it was yesterday. Yet all the traces of the past are gone, in a way. Amidst this emptiness, my mind has found a new way to deal with everything, this world and its chaoticness, its changing seasons. My fixation on ***Ancient Egypt*** is providing a safe, concrete ground for me to focus on, just like a reference point around which everything else in the universe revolves. If my fixation on Ancient Egypt wanes, and this durable concept that Ive created in my mind vanishes just like many others; then all Ill have will be emptiness again.