the eternal question creeps occasionally into my mind, interrupting my contentment in the moment. this question being, "where am i doing with my life??" there is always this need, this hunger, to be doing something 'more'. what is 'more'? what else could i possibly be doing? sometimes i feel fulfilled, sometimes i feel the need to shake my life up in some way. there is work and sleep and eat food and tend to the many chores of life, and squeeze fun and relaxation in there somewhere. don't get my wrong, my job is great, i love my life, and i am by no means stressing out about anything. but sometimes this daily grind schedule just gets to me, and i get this overwhelming urge to break out of it. i'm not sure to do what. and i know that i begin to feel useless after not working for long enough.....but, again, this question pops into my thoughts and disrupts the groove i'm groovin'. where am i going with this?? i'm not going anywhere, i'm following my path, and taking clues from the various winks and nudges i receive from the universe in hopes that it will lead me somewhere favorable...and so far, so good. but, my question is, WILL MY PATH BECOME MORE CLEARLY DEFINED? at some point? or will i always be blindly feeling my way around this uncertain and unfamilliar ground? sometimes it feels like time is standing still, but then i remember that every second of every day i'm growing and changing. one day i'll wake up and it'll be next week, next month, next year, five or ten years i'll wake up and all this fucking time has passed and i'm still asking myself the same question. what am i doing here??? why have i been given the life i have? i appreciate this gift every single day. but i don't know what to make of it.