Every so often, I sit down and ponder upon where my life is heading. Where I’ve been and where I’m heading towards. While I usually know the former, the latter confounds me. I know I’m not the only one who worries about a future that we can never be certain about. And I know that I’m certainly not the only one who goes through all the possible scenarios that life can throw our way. But it’s just thinking and thinking and thinking that gets me nowhere.
Strangely enough, I read a quote somewhere of a famous playwright who said, “I knew I wanted to be somebody. I didn’t know then I should’ve been more specific,” or something to that effect. I don’t have wild ambition, nor am I easily satisfied. Am I in a netherland – not bound to either side? I don’t know.