i'm between semesters, hence i've got a lot of time on my hands. i'm all up for keeping busy, but i'd rather do something meaningful.. and this is where i hit a dead end. i was walking home from work one night, and i just had this terrible empty feeling gnawing at me. it's the same empty feeling i get when exams are over or i've handed in an assignment that's kept me busy for weeks. it's something self-help authors call "the urgency addiction". anyway, that feeling came to me one night. i didn't think i'd feel it again, since these last 4 months have been the best i've ever had in a while. i got the first part-time job i've ever had, met a great girl, made some decent new friends, and my grades are up. yet i still feel very much alone, unfulfilled, and certain that even if everything goes perfectly, none of it will matter. have you ever felt like everything was going well for you, but none of it was important? or felt empty or cheated every moment you achieved something you've been hoping would make you happy? i don't think everyone will relate to this, but any thoughts on the matter would be welcome.