Blind writing challenge: A collection of random stories without an end

A world gone deaf

I began my journey a long time ago.

This journey....this quest of mine.....I don't think it will ever end.  Why did I go?  I had such a simple life before this, before I started to have these "Questions".  Now I just wander the land, going from town to town.....place to place....with no such thing as a destination in mind.

Is it worth it?  So far, I'm not sure.  I'm just glad that I can find what I need to survive.

How far have I gone? Since I began this quest....this journey....I kept a small journal to log my time and distance.  In fact, that's what I'm writing in now.  Going through the pages of this journal....this simple book....I can see that I have crossed a great distance, and yet, somewhere around the middle, I've lost track of the distance.  I don't know how far I've gone in steps now......but I DO know that I haven't gotten far to get to my goal.

Whatever that is.....

Why don't I give up?  I have come too far, I think, to just give up now.  As much as I want to quite.......I just can't seem to settle down.  Every time I come to a nice little village or a sprawling city, I can feel the world around me just.....passing by.  Like I don't even exist.....

Do I exist?  I'm still not sure.  I try to talk to the others......try to get them to notice me.....but they just ignore me.  It's like they're deaf, but only to me.

A new town and a new place.  Sunshine falling from the sky.  They all just walk around and laugh, smile, and even make funny faces.  All of them except me.  I don't see them as happy and carefree anymore.  I just see them as though they were deaf to the world around them.  Deaf to who they are and who they want to be.  Deaf to the one truth of this world.

Whatever that is....

I find myself wondering the same things over and over again.  Sometimes, I even ask them out loud, if only to hear my own voice.  None of them stop to listen though.  None of them tell me that my ideas are good, of if they're insane.  I am just ignored.  Again and again I am ignored.  Like I don't even exist.

Do I exist?  I want to say "Yes.  Of course I exist."  But in the end it might be a lie.  Oh well.....I guess I'll just have to keep on going until I find out.

Why don't I just give up?  As much as I want to, I feel that if I ever do then I truly will be alone.  Alone in this world gone deaf.

How far have I gone?  I have tracked the weeks gone by, the months that never stop and the years that can't stand still.  I can say that I have gone hundreds of miles already, and maybe I still have hundreds of more miles to go, but in the end I simply do not know.  This journey of mine....this quest.....is the only thing that helps me move forward now.  I can't turn back.  I can never turn back.  Only forward.

Is it worth it?  So far, no.  It is not worth it, and yet I persist.  Maybe the world has gone deaf, but I sure haven't.  I can still hear the world for what it is and not for what I assume.  If I can still hear the world then maybe I can find the truth of it.  Maybe if I can find the truth, then I can find my goal.  I persist to find the truth of the world and my final destination.

Whatever those are.....

I began my quest a long time ago.

I am still looking for the few who will listen.