spring fever?

I don't know why I am here. I don't know what I want to write or who I want to read it.
But some days, some nights, it takes every thing I have to keep breathing. The world can seem like a hostile place and occasionally one needs to retreat into one's shell and... just breathe. Let it all roll in and out without over thinking things.
So I somehow find myself here. Writing meaningless drivel and still unsure where to head from here.