Not at all. I was everywhere.. physically, literally, believably.. actually hopefully..
However, after for a while, I asked to myself cautiously..
what's the difference between 'I got lost' and 'I was everywhere else'.
No difference, uh.. absolutely no difference.
.. weird feeling of hatred to myself.. sympathy to myself.. blind sympathy to myself.. which is nothing but technically a last resort for survival.
.. I have no choice of excuse now other than to admitting the fact that 'I'm lost .. again..'.
Yes, I'm lost.
But the good thing is that I found myself already getting out the trap without any real hurt.