My Indecision is Final

I used to believe that life was a journey that grows the self. Have I fucking grown? I don’t know. Sometimes, I’m having this hollow feeling that I don’t even know who I am anymore. All I know, all I believe is that there’s something I have to do.
Nevertheless, I know there were lots of good things that came out of this journey: funny friends, loving family, education, job. Yet, previous chapters of this chronicle was not totally the way I wanted it written – it is full of lost opportunities, regrets, regrets… hundreds of it and there’s always this urge to do something.
But what is it?
Should I change career? Should I go abroad? Should I finish my thesis? Should I resign?
Damn it’s pathetic holding on to a promise that were never made.
I looked at the same watch. It’s 8 in the evening. A few hours from now, I’ll be sleeping, feeling like this day never happened – or just a duplicate of all those previous crazy Mondays.
I suddenly realize, I must remember those best times I have felt in my life, think back of a time when I were my happiest; for me to find the answers…
…and make this day, the day of my final indecision.
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Image Credit : Pat Kumicich, "Indecision"
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