i'm surprised at the superficiality of my life. twenty five years on this planet, and i still haven't yet thought this question through:
"why am i here? what am i living for?"
i guess on some level i figured that i don't need to know my destination as long as i keep moving in the right direction, correct?
i seem to have hit a problem. all this while, there was only one way to go. study and get through school, get into college, graduate and get out of college, post-graduate, get a job...fairly simple and obvious.
unfortunately for me, there is no single "right direction" any more. i'm at a crossroad and i don't know where i want to go. for the past 3 weeks, i've been taking halting steps down each way, only to beat a retreat a little later.
strangely enough, the decision seems easy enough for everyone around me who's aware of this choice i have to make. people who hear this problem have their answer ready almost by reflex. and they're almost unanimous. i, on the other hand, have experimented with their directions and am not as sure.
the answer to the question will give me my direction. but the answer has to be mine.
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