Choosing the Path.

Confused, bewildered, befuddled, all words that describe learning about life, love, and just being alive. One minute things seem to be right on track, maybe a bit askew from where you thought they would be, but nonetheless going on a good path. Bam!!! You are blindsided by feelings that come from no where. Am I ok? Did I do something wrong? Am I making sure I did everything right? Insecurity is a bitch and there is nothing any of us can do about it but sit and hope for the best when it strikes. We all have been there, do not try to sell me out on you have never experienced it. We all have, for we all have own little peccadilloes. You try and tell yourself that your ok with everything in your life, you go from day to day making the ends meet, the I’s dotted, and the t’s crossed. Then you look at the person in the mirror one day and just say “Who the hell are you and what are you doing?” You find yourself confronted with situations where you thought you would feel one thing but you’re on the complete other side of the spectrum when you come right to it. The road that we choose I think in reality chooses us. We tend to never be able to make our own paths, we may be able to lay the foundations, but the path itself is a completely insane journey of twists, turns, and ultimately a few tears that cannot be foretold. It is never easy this life, but then again,if it were easy it wouldn’t be worth living.