I rotate between losing myself and finding myself on a continual basis, only to realize that I never REALLY find myself. So I lose myself on purpose again to further the journey.
Everybody who knows me would say that I'm searching for something. They're all right. The difference is that some people say it with positivity, like "the dude is adventurous as fuck and not afraid to ____." Others say it more as an "oh he seems lost, I'm surprised he isn't doing more with his life" kind of deal. The latter people think "doing more with his life" means having a mortgage and a dinner party-approved job title. Some people get me and some don't. And that's okay.
So yeah, I'm lost. I accept that. But that makes me interesting. Fair trade.