What to do?

How long can I continue meandering through this journey on my unclear path? When will I figure it out, or at least be more comfortable in the journey? I know that I flip-flop my existence between wishes and reality, boredom and anxiety. Wasn't it just last week that I made a commitment to myself to do something, anything toward achieving a goal? What is my goal anyway? That's the whole problem as I see it. I can't even decide on a clear goal. Anything that would feel right and hopefully make me monitarily successful would do. I've heard it said that I can achieve anything if I set my mind to it. If that's the case, then how do I "set" my mind? Is it like an alarm clock or maybe the diamond in a 5 karat ring. Maybe all I need is a huge helping of focus. Can I become a literary genuis, or should I travel the world to import vast quantities of precious junk and make a fortune. I might be able to open a dog wash, or what about speaking in public about the upside of not setting clear goals? What is the upside to not setting clear goals? What new idea will I be excited about for a week, day, or hour? Who will call me crazy? Who will light my fire, or at least spark my interest? Who will listen to my hopes with deaf ears? Why would I care if I knew it was what I was put here to do?

What if I could be a writer? What would I write about? I bet I could come up with a humerous Birthday card, or perhaps an award winning fictional trilogy. Do we all really have at least one great story to tell. After all, I do dream in vivid color, why couldn't I tap into that , write it all down, and have fun too. It seems that I have a few questions for me, myself and I, maybe we can get together soon and find a few answers. Wish us luck!