Existential Crisis

On Fridays which have been long and tiring, when I look longingly at the weekend and realise that even Saturday is going to be a long working day, the mind does start wondering about the futility of it all. And lo and behold I am staring at an existential crisis !!!
Why am I here ? Why only me ? What is the use of this all ?
Crazy thoughts bounce like chinese ping pong through the brain. The heart wears a smug expression " I told you so! " the mind snatches at thin air to come up with a solid answer to " why all this crazy hardwork?"
Then I pause. Go through some chats, see some pics and breathe. Deeply.
I may not be able to justify the craziness , the hardwork, the running around..., But if I wasn't here, I would not have all those people who love me, with me.
Am I prepared to daydream away my kids, my family, my best friend ? And dream of myself relaxing in some alternate reality ?
It may seem attractive for a few seconds, but I don't wish to exist any other way. I may wish that life was easier , different, but if it was, ....I would be incomplete.

Crisis managed for today I think :)

Wishful Sky

The sky was an unusual pink
On this wintry Thursday
The silent grey mist had abated
Leaving a lot to say

She sat by the window, pensive
Wondering at the sky
Her mind a jumble of emotions
Million 'what ifs' and a single 'why'

A milling world passed her window
Hundered sounds filled the crowd
But lost in her own thoughts 
She found her inner silence loud

Need she try to unravel
Why this silence was so long ?
Or should she just let go
And emerge hard and strong

The pink sky confused her
Appealed to her inner soul
Just when she had accepted being half
The sky had her wishing to be whole....