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!
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