Ant

Hello.
I'm currently doing nothing, wasting my time, on things that are too small to be credited. I have useless thoughts in my head, crazy ideas, and weird imagination. I don't know if someone will admire the thoughts that I have, or I don't even know if it's worth it.

And lately I feel so small, too small to see the track to follow. I feel like an ant, on a road. I don't know if time overruns me, or I am just too slow to cope with things. I'm not even sure, if I'm doing the BEST thing. The universe is so big, ready to be explored, and I am just here, sitting next to my laptop, doing something small. Compiling all the achievements I have done for 14 years, I couldn't describe how small it is. After all, if I will die in any moment, in just years, I couldn't be remembered. But maybe I'm just really starting my journey, thus more things will come. Until when will I say that?
Things that are too indefinite creeps me out, such as future. But what can I do, I'm just a little ant on a road. Should I follow the the other ants on their line? Or should I take my own path. And maybe in any of those path, I could see something the others was not able to find, or maybe, I could just be wondering in the middle of vastness.