There comes a time when a person wants to see where his/her place in life is. It’s the crisis of the semi adult peoples of the world. Well, at least here in this culture.
What the heck am I doing? What the heck should I be doing?
Oh boy, it’s a mighty confusing time. Now, the choices that I’m faced with aren’t many, just a handful of possible destinations that constantly rack my brains and create some life hindering chaos. Should I keep going on my engineering/business track to satisfy my intellectual curiosities or let it go to pursue to the moral road, living life out on the edge as missionaries do, or let the passions of my artistic right brained hobbies take over to lead a life of successful failures?
I’m beginning to realize it’s the choices that kill me.
It’s time to change my thinking. It’s actually kinda tough to determine the life’s purpose when you are in the thick of it.
