Discombobulated

I haven't been feeling just right lately. I don't know what I want. In fact I have been envious of everyone simply because they have a freaking clue of where they want to be. Or better yet of what they want to be when they grow up. Agreed that most of the people I know have had the choice made for them or have ended up in situations where they have had to make the right choice or pick the better of two evils. But at least the choice was made.

I on the other hand have spent my life floundering.

I am the fly by the seat of my pants, swinging from one good time to the next, and always land on my feet, PARTY girl.

It gets old - I'm getting old.

But what the hell do I want to do? I dunno.

I love my job - it's fanastic.

I love my life - it couldn't be better.

I love my friends and family - ya just gotta.

BUT IS THERE MORE?!?!?!!?

I'm needing to expand my horizons - a spiritual breakthrough if you will. I need to know that all this pain and suffering, happiness and laughter - (ok drinking and finding new hangover remedies) - is for a good reason.

Seriously - tell me when life just starts to click and I figure out what the fuck I am here for.