Perhaps

I have decided that enough is too much. The worlds awaits offering choices on everything: choices of what to eat, where to go, how to dress, and what do say. Somewhere in the future of my life there are dozens of miracles waiting to happen and dozens of experiences waiting to tear me down and build me up again. I do not know what these things are and I hope that some of them aren't what I think they are. But I see an outline forming: a shadow in the distance that almost looks like something. At this point, I can only guess what it is. Tomorrow I may see something entirely different, but I'll keep moving towards it anyway. Who knows, I may be pleasantly surprised...

Do I know what I'm doing with my life? Perhaps. :)

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Today's Featured Quote:

"It matters not how straight the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul." --Invictus