I’ve been giving a lot of thought to passing recently. Passing of time, passing of people, passing of feelings. I guess in this sense, change and passing are interchangeable. I seem to be at a crossroads in my life. I’ll be lucky if I have 20 years ahead of me and it’s become painfully obvious that almost every decision that I’ve made has been wrong. Everything I’ve done to procure my peace and happiness has just led me further away from it. And while I am very grateful for the life I have and the gifts fate has given to me, I just feel like I could have accomplished so much more had I made the right decisions or had the right partner in crime.

I need to find a direction, something to give me hope. Hope for peace and purpose in my life. I’ll find it or die trying…