I lack a sense of direction and I have no doubt that this lack of direction contributes to my poor decision making and indecisiveness. Despite these features, I find myself on a diverging path. My dreams and ambitions change constantly. My interests are like knacks tossed and scattered on a board, landing on random places. There is no gaurentee when one interest will top the others. There is no uniform pattern to pinpoint my interests and aspirations. Sometimes I wonder if I have steered away from my true passion. Sometimes I wonder if I am in the process of discovering this passion. I can never be sure. That is why I am, and will always be, on a diverging path.
Sometimes I think my true passion lies in photography: it's captivates me. Sometimes I think my true passion lies in English/literature: the stories I read enrapture me. I am no longer in reality but a dream. Both take me on a journey: a journey across the time/space continnum. But both have been left behind: are they my gifts? Where do I go? What path will I take? (I will never know).
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Girl, you sound so different on paper (or online in this case) than you do in person. I pick on you a lot about your dramatic amount of interests, but I never realized that this was really an issue for you. I guess I take for granted that I know what I want to do with the rest of my life. Don't worry girl, God will reveal to you in time where you should go and what you should do. I love you!
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