It’s nights like these where I’d need rain for a little atmosphere.
I guess I’m at that point of my life where all I have is QUESTIONS without any answers. A little drama happened today, and I spent the entire way home deep in thought. I even turned off the music, which is weird, because I can’t survive most car rides completely silent. Thank God I didn’t bump into anything.
I can say I love what I’m doing. Somewhat. I can say I’m happy where I am. Somewhat. Is it too wrong to look for a little more in life? To ask for a little more direction? Because I can keep on chugging along down the wrong lane, and by the time I realize I’m probably going in the wrong direction, it’ll be too late to change without affecting some large part of my life. Ugh, I think I’m too problematic for my own good. But there it is. Questions. Questions I want answered. Questions I wish I could answer, so they wouldn’t bother me.
Isn’t that what college is supposed to do, though? Show you where to go? I have an idea for which direction I want to go, but I’m not sure if that’s direction for me. I guess you never really know for sure.