Living without a profession is like walking without a path. Sometimes it scares me. I don’t know where I’m headed or how I’m going to get there. In the wild world, I’m free to follow what I feel and see. I’m learning for myself without measure. Somedays are gold and sometimes it’s hard to know what’s right or why. I’m playing a game of self-confidence, climbing an invisible staircase. I take two steps forward and more back, but who’s counting?
Somewhere in there, I have a voice.
As the Wise Man said, not all who wander are lost.
You are a true poet. Your way of seeing, writing and living are full of art.
I have read these sentences a few times Lael. They resonate through my compartmentalized life on a well defined path, much unlike yours. Despite the dissimilarities in 9-5-ishness we are all playing a self confidence game. Some of us acknowledge it outright and some need to be reminded. thanks for doing that.