After thinking I know myself and know what I want, and then realizing that I don't know myself at all and am not sure of anything anymore, I get a little hesitant as to which path to take. Do I walk where it's already been paved? Or do I start fresh in a new direction and look back and glance, but not dwell on it? Or is everything just a slight variation of a path that we have already taken?
Sometimes I think everyone else has the answers and it's all about trying to find the answers. But then I step back and look at it from a distance and then realize that the answers really aren't what I'm looking for. The answers could matter less to me if the trip I take to find the answers isn't worth it. Is there ever a point in life that you know you're on the right track, or are you just expected to find the way on your own?
I guess this is where religion comes in for me, which has always been something sketchy for me. I know what I think, but I don't know what I truly believe. There's a difference between thinking something is the way it is, and then actually basing beliefs on it and trusting that is a reason why you are the way you are today. I guess I think something/someone has guided me this far and is kind of keeping me on a leash, but I don't think the leash is short at all. I think it gives me room to make mistakes and learn from those mistakes.
To be honest, I have no idea why I'm writing this. I don't think this rant has a point. There will never be any concrete answers to the questions I'm asking. All I can really say is that life is awesome sometimes and I think it's great to be dealt such a great hand.

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