Is this how it works?

Tonight, my mind went numb and stagnant. Threads of thoughts seem cut up into small strands ... beginnings with no ends, ends with no beginnings, and middle parts that are just lost.

I looked around, foggy, and watched myself look around, foggy. I looked around in my life as if I have forgotten what it is that I'm looking for and where it is that I am looking in.

How do I remember?
How does it work?

Then, I heard this Regina Specktor song that I've heard about a hundred times.
Maybe this is how it works. Life and who you are deep inside are just circles. I read a book that teaches people how to be "who they are" and to "find their purpose." But really, what if "who you are" is a recurring lesson?

Everything that you come into contact with remakes your perception of who you are --a bit like showing you a different angle of your Self. The sunshine, the wind, the ground beneath your feet, the smell of the breath you take, the morning stretch on your back, conversations, meals, movements, each smile, each tear ... everything.

After all, Truth is only true to you, and it depends on HOW you perceive it each time you perceive it. Truth is so vast that each of us has to shift our energy enough times to see even just a little bit of it. Thus, the constant Truth will not look exactly the same twice.

The question is ...
Are you gonna stick around long enough to do it over and over again?

ON THE RADIO
... This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again. ...