“No man is an island entire of itself” wrote the Englih poet John Donne, “every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main”.
It is a common experience to feel lonely and isolated, at the mercy of a stormy sea whose waves are nothing but the difficulties of life, the heavy commitments of one’s own job and everything that make us consider ourselves as detached from the people surrounding us.
This way finding the route, i.e. the right path to follow, and the meaning of life turns out to be extremely hard.