Purpose

Dear World,

I have had a lot of time to myself as of late and in that time I have thought much. My thoughts have circled around purpose. As a 20 year old it is hard trying to find your purpose in life. There are so many choices and so many decisions to make about your future. Do you know what you want to be? Do you know the type of degree you want to get? Do you know what job you're looking for presently? Do you know enough people to get you hired is the real question. It seems to all boil down to who you know in the land of jobs. But there's so many questions you are peppered with in a days time that it gets confusing after a while.

If there's anybody like me out there then they understand that a 20 year old usually doesn't have a clue. I for one certainly don't. I have vague ideas and the dream of writing. Do I think my writing is going to be anymore than a hobby? No, so I need something else. But what should that be? I know my goal in life is to help people help themselves, but how do I do that? What career would give me accomplishment to my goal?

It is not easy being a young adult, it never has been. We are on the cusp of life itself, the cusp of success or failure and what's so heavy is the burden rests on us. We can either rise for success or fall to failure. The choice is entirely up to us. We are coming into our responsibilities and also still on the quest of finding ourselves. It's not an easy road to walk and any mistakes are usually condemned. But people twice our age make the same number of mistakes we do. We are learning to navigate the waters of life, trying to become who we're destined to be and I for one refuse to sink.

Trying to Move

Dear World,

Everything feels like it's at a standstill for some reason. I often find myself in moods like this. I guess it must be the plight of the creative mind. Especially when you are dedicating so much time to one series. So far I have sent the edits off again to be edited and hoping for good results. Some positive results that conclude with me having a book published within the span of this year. I'm so sick of waiting that I can't stand it anymore. It feels like nine-tenths of my life has been waiting and you know what? I'm sick of it!

If the word wait would fall off the face of the earth I would be happy. Do I have patience? Heck no! Is it a virtue? Probably, to some poor stupid soul, but not me. I haven't the patience for patience. I like action and results. I like the feeling of getting things accomplished and knowing it's in my power to accomplish my goals. There is no better feeling than meeting a goal you have set for yourself. Otherwise you're just wasting time in my opinion. Bust a move and get something done. Even if it seems like a chore, do it anyway. Believe me, it won't kill you.

So this is me being the usually restless self. Enjoy!