I asked myself a question today. When will I be happy? The obvious answer seemed when I'm satisfied. I asked myself another quetion. When will I be satisfied? When I'm happy! It's like the chick came first or the hen situation!
It feels amazing to see people whom you've known become someone! It's good to see their struggle reach the pinnacle. It feels good to see happiness and satisfaction in them.
Am I losing the spark? Am I getting old in my head? Is the magic in me fading? Is this it? I vividly remember discussing future plans with buddies at college. Most seem to be coming true. Yet all good. The strange part is that I don't remember what my plans were. That portion seems to be erased from my head. Why? What did I want to do? Am I doing that? If not, why? What is good in me? Is it good enough? Is this what I wanted as a bright eyed young kid with a sky full of dreams? I just don't remember. Is life sucking the life out of me? Is my world narrowing down to nothing? What do I want to do? Jesus! I just don't know!