I don’t know why it’s called “getting lost” even when you turn down the wrong street, when you find yourself at the dead end of
a chain-link fence or a road that turns to sand, you are somewhere. It just isn’t where you expected to be.
It took me a lifetime to realize things don’t get lost if they don’t have any value. You don’t miss what you don’t care about.
“There's nothing terribly wrong with feeling lost, so long as that feeling precedes some plan on your part to actually do something about it. Too often a person grows complacent with their disillusionment, perpetually wearing their 'discomfort' like a favorite shirt. I can't say I'm very pleased with where my life is just now... but I can't help but look forward to where it's going.”
--Jhonen Vasquez, 'Johnny The Homicidal Maniac'
It was becoming clear to me that I shouldn't bother getting too attached to anything. Turn your back & you lose it, just like that.
It's a lot easier to be lost than found. It's the reason we're always searching, and rarely discovered-- so many locks, not enough keys.