When you are a child, you have clear ideas of who you are and what you want to do with your life. But as you grow older these idea start fading and fading until you have absolutely no idea what it is that is expected out of you. Is this what “growing up” means? Is adulthood all about the plain routine that you have laid out for yourself everyday, not knowing where it is that you are going to land yourself in? (Oh, i do know the places I’m NOT going to find myself in, if that is any better..) What about the things you had dreamed of as a child? were they just that -dreams? What about love – the one thing you did not doubt about finding in this big huge world?
Oh, if I could find an answer for just one of the many questions bouncing about in my head!