Today I am trying to find my direction. I feel like I do not know where I am going. It’s not a bad thing, in that it keeps me searching and moving forward. It would be so easy to just say “whatever” and hibernate. But that isn’t in me. There are days where I wish that I could do that, I wish because it would be easier. Especially since I do not know where I am heading. I don’t know the answer. I know the question. The question is “what?”.
What do I want to do with myself?
What do I want to do for a living?
What is my passion?
What do I truly love?
What is holding me back?
What are my excuses?
What… what… what?
But I feel so lost sometimes, and don’t have answers to the questions. Oh the answers they are there. They are floating around just below the surface of dark murky water. I know they are there, I feel can them, but I can’t see them and can’t quite grasp them.
I guess I am thankful for every day that I am given to look a little deeper and to try to find my direction.