For a long time now I’ve had this unshakable feeling of leading up to something. The road keeps on extending as things float above it, will they ever come down? I haven’t felt settled because it seems like something’s always about to change. It could be positive, like an evolution, or negative, like a collapse. In either case, the grip of uncertainty plagues me. It’s ironic, because I’ve spent the better part of my life setting myself up to be settled and secure, but I don’t feel it yet.
I feel as though I need some time alone to really figure out which road to take. I’ve been wandering down the straight and narrow for so long, it’s about time I searched for a path worth traveling.