Brains!

I keep having moments of extreme fear, its not that im not scared of something happening to me in that moment. It's actually that im terrified that i have no idea what im doing. i have no purpose or direction and everything i do ultimately means nothing to anyone. I feel like im falling through glue, that my body is moving slowly and everything is coated with gobs excpet my mind which frantically trys to figure out what the hell i want. Who am i? Why am i walking around here in the woods? Why is it so dim when there isnt that warmth next to you like a flame lighting the hyroglyphics in a temple? why is there nothing in my life that makes everything else worth it? why cant i find my damn passion and pursue it?
On the other hand and in completely opposite of these moments i am positive-i seem to be coming out of something else, and i did have the best weekend i have had in a long time and my good mood has been lasting.