turmoils of life 2

I am a wind, born to blow relentlessly. I crave to explore every nook and corner of the world. But the harsh reality is I am deprived of good guidance. I feel vulnerable. Besides , I encounter so many boundations that I can't even stand the days anymore. Needless to say, life is hell. I was wondering if I would be able to embellish my life in a way want. Well, it is a vexed question. I have myriad of anxieties and worries. Writing helps me to put the bad in the past and makes me alright for a day or two. Soon coming up with motivational stories that indeed keeps me trucking always.