It’s difficult moving forward in life when you don’t know exactly where you want to go.
There are phases that we go through; times when you’re convinced of your convictions, and when beliefs seem to feel like the truth. But once these phases lose their luster and the part of you that was originally stone turns to sand…
…all that’s left is your hollow, formless body, driven by the wind.
There will always be decisions to make; we know that. And we can control what decisions we make. But we can never see the future or know whether or not our choices will make us happy. We can choose a path, but we don’t know where it leads. How can we choose when so much seems to hang in the balance?
In regards to phases, it seems fair to ask Which phases stayed the longest? Which phases keep reoccurring? Are these really not phases at all, but simply something that must be rekindled again and again?
I am in love with writing. I am in love with my girlfriend. I am in love with God and my faith. I am good at many, many things. I am a people person. I am a strong person. I am a weak person. I am a doubtful person. I am a realistic person. I am a hopeful person.
I need money. I need friends. I need God. I need love. I need security.
I want happiness. I want everything. I want to need nothing.
Who am I? Where am I going? What does God want from me?
What choices can I make that will fulfill all these longings?
College. Heh. That’s what it will do to you.