Earth OL Has No Main Line

I often feel irritable, depressed, and idle. I would often stare at the mirror, looking at myself in heavy makeup, thinking over and over again about the meaning of life. The idea that existence precedes essence, that everything is chasing the wind, and that life is like a pendulum... None of them satisfy my heart. (The girl looks outside at the world decorated with street lights and countless room lights in tall office buildings) What on earth am I here for? Is it for happiness? Is it to find yourself? Is it to become Sisyphus and push the boulder? (The girl's thinking became confused due to the effects of the drug. Even though she thought about so many so-called profound things, she actually didn't read any books. She was just cold-violated again and fell out of love again.) What is love for? Why do people who were once passionate become cold now, and why do I have no feelings for people who I feel can be with me for a long time? What exactly do I want? What exactly do I want? The girl passed out like this. The next morning, she would work at the maid shop she had longed for. In the afternoon, she would visit stores and take photos and post on social media as she had longed for in school. At night, she would become a lovely virtual anchor, providing some positive or negative spiritual food to countless people who were also lonely and confused. Back then, computers were installed just for this moment, but what was all this for?