Ever wonder what your purpose is in life? Yeah I tend to do that from time to time. It would be nice to be able to figure out exactly what I’m meant to do on this Earth. I mean it can’t always be just whatever that comes to mind, can it? No, I highly doubt that’s the case. It would be nice to be able to sit down with my thoughts and ask them all my questions. Hoping to actually get some answers. Is that a long shot? Maybe. Should I do it anyway? Yeah I think I should. But then the thoughts enter my head and they aren’t so nice. They tend to downplay anything and everything that happens in my life. I don’t think there’s a day that goes by where I don’t have to listen to those damn thoughts. They are always around. So I tend to ask myself “What is my purpose in this life?” It feels like a simple and straightforward question to answer. But it really isn’t. There are so many confusing things in this life that don’t quite make sense. It all comes down to wanting to have a basic understan...
I miss my dad. I just want to talk with him, is that too much to ask? Gah! There’s nothing I can do about that now can I? I can just hope he knows I’m thinking about him and I care.
This is rough.
Death is a mystery you see. No one but those who have passed on know what it’s all about. I wish I had an idea about it, but I don’t and that’s a shame. Oh well, such is life.
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