I was put on this earth.
I'm pretty sure I believe that statement.
To bad no instructions were left behind.
And it makes it feel like I will not succeed.

Well, maybe there was something left behind.
I think the fact that I can't be happy doing anything indicates that.
But I'm sure there is one thing I would love.
I wish I knew what it was.
I have an insane amout of effort in me, but its like a use once and destroy.
I know I will grow in whatever I decide to do in life,
but the decision is so hard.
I have to learn something, and then try it.
I wish we could sample things and then go on to school for them.
What good is a degree in anything when you have no idea what its like to be in that profession?
I must sleep. much work tomorrow.

I like blogging. blogger is the best for writing, but you never really meet anyone. hmmm...


my thought of the moment:

we are good at building walls, but often forget doors that let us out...