This is a question I find coming back to me frequently of late, and it’s something I don’t have an answer to just yet. I can say with resounding certainty that what is currently going on in my life is not it, but what “it” is remains uncertain.
I have things I would wish for, hope for, am trying to work towards but at the end of the day they all just seem to be whispers in the wind that drift away amongst the clouds. I know there is a lot more to life than I am currently capable of, and there are so many wonderful beautiful things, places and adventures to be had. But it seems I always fall back into the same cycle of biding my time while waiting for better days.
You have to reap before you sow, I understand this and it’s one of my constant reminders, I just feel a little directionless and empty, which is most certainly not where I’d hoped to be at this point in my life.
