Eyore
Sunday, October 5, 2008
I've been talking to some amazing people with amazing lives this past week. I think i've mentioned this before, but I'm enamored by those who not only have great stories, but deliver them with the passion and expression only someone who's really living to the utmost can.
The more I listen, the more I feel like my life is empty. It feels as if I've gotten too comfortable in a pattern that despite my many attempts at adding new and exciting hobbies/people/situations into it... i still feel lacking. About four weeks of this and I'm wondering, "what the hell am I doing with my life?"
Call it a 26-year-old crisis or whatever... but I've been contemplating selling all of my things and just taking off for awhile. Responsibilites, shesponsibilities.
I need something... some kind of flame, flare, inspiration or drive to bring me back to life. In fact, I need that yesterday.
The more I listen, the more I feel like my life is empty. It feels as if I've gotten too comfortable in a pattern that despite my many attempts at adding new and exciting hobbies/people/situations into it... i still feel lacking. About four weeks of this and I'm wondering, "what the hell am I doing with my life?"
Call it a 26-year-old crisis or whatever... but I've been contemplating selling all of my things and just taking off for awhile. Responsibilites, shesponsibilities.
I need something... some kind of flame, flare, inspiration or drive to bring me back to life. In fact, I need that yesterday.