I Get Out Of Breath From Climbing Stairs

Everywhere I look I’m looking for a life I can understand. I’m looking for answers on how to improve my well being. I’m addicted to contimplating how my life is going. Podcasts are always talking to me about waking up. Books are yelling at me to be realistic. Screens give me definitions on theories I hear about. My mind is spewing fantasies and my eyes are constantly seeing synchronicities and patterns in the lay of the land around me. [b] When do I rest such visions!?... [/b] I know it’s about balance, but these never ending wonders have taken over my day except for the moments someone talks to me. I almost don’t even know how to be human anymore. I’m addicted. I’m obsessed. What is life!? And what is living a life with no thought but the casual musings so many people live through!? How do I view living from the eyes that do not wander and wonder!? I dont know anymore. I’ve accumulated all this info for nothing.... I don’t want to be anything..I want love. Peace. And comfort.