Take a walk on the Wild Side
So I’m sitting here wondering what the fuck I’m going to do. I really don’t know. I’m lost in the moment. Time is a blur.
I wish I could say I knew what direction I’m going in, and I’m not talking about school, I’m talking about LIFE.
These have been the best 4 months I’ve had in years. I’m having fun, I’m meeting new people, I have friends, I’m more spontaneous… Things just get hectic.
The identity crisis is still happening, but now it’s starting to focus down into something more refined. The goal, it seems, is at a distance, but it is coming into frame. The image is turning from a blur into something tangible. Something real.
I don’t know what my next step is. It’s probably that I shouldn’t take one. Maybe this will come to me if I stop taking action for a little while. That doesn’t mean that I won’t be doing something with myself, it just means letting go of a habit.
Frankly, I don’t have any habits that get in the way, other than procrastination of course, but that’s not really something that gets in the way either. This air of unsure understanding is fascinating to me.
I’m speeding down the highway, moving fast, and nothing’s slowing me down.