How about we start with something more artistic:
When there is only time left in your hands, it slowly rots away
When the wheel of fate no longer spins for me
When life or death seems meaningless
When both forward and backward directions disappear
So what else can I do?
How about... Let's travel
Collect the little bits and pieces you see
Will you gradually become more fulfilled?
Will it?
No?
To put it bluntly, it's:
The travel record of a poor guy who was so bored that he only had nothing to do but look for things to do.