Reflection

I am sitting at work and I am contemplating my life up to this point.  What has brought me here? Why am I doing the things I am doing the things I am doing?  Is there a purpose to my life? Was I meant to teach high school classes?  Was I meant to be single?  Why am I seldom able to finish the things I start?

I can sometimes feel an inkling of a pattern, an impression of direction, in my life and yet, it is hard to see the broader purpose.  I have trouble connecting with people on a deep, meaningful level.  I am afraid of what will come to the surface and that others won't like or understand what they see.

Unresolved issues are the order of the day!