It’s always a pity that you glance the possibility of life but are not able to fetch it. You feel lost. You probably get mad at yourself, or others. However, everything was rosy before the glance. You’d ask yourself what’d changed. Of course, it might break the false content you have for your life, but it can also just be something different, no more and no less. Life lives on. You’ll adjust in the process of learning to let go.