Dear Diary,
I’ve grown a bit tired of my routine. I’ve spent a lot of time analyzing myself, and I realized, I’m not happy where I am. I mean, it’s not like I have many major problems. It’s just that there’s this big, grey, metaphorical cloud that seems to hover over me, like something out of a cartoon.
Now, I didn’t notice it at first, but weeks passed, and it hit me like a 60-ton freight truck. I’ve done the exact same things I did today as I did in January. Other than finishing a couple of books, I’ve haven’t accomplished anything at all. I’d wake up, go to school, go home, read, sleep. It was a cycle that needed breaking.
I’ve never been one for finding my purpose. In fact, if you’d ask me if I had any goals I ever wanted to achieve last year, I would have said that I didn’t have any. In Siddhartha, Hermann Hesse wrote, “We are not going in circles, we are going upwards. The path is a spiral; we have already climbed so many steps.” I find it strange that I am moving up through life, and yet, I still don’t know what I’m moving towards. Now, it seems more urgent than ever that I find a passion, something to live for, before I fall off the spiral and down into monotony.
I’ve grown a bit tired of my routine. I’ve spent a lot of time analyzing myself, and I realized, I’m not happy where I am. I mean, it’s not like I have many major problems. It’s just that there’s this big, grey, metaphorical cloud that seems to hover over me, like something out of a cartoon.
Now, I didn’t notice it at first, but weeks passed, and it hit me like a 60-ton freight truck. I’ve done the exact same things I did today as I did in January. Other than finishing a couple of books, I’ve haven’t accomplished anything at all. I’d wake up, go to school, go home, read, sleep. It was a cycle that needed breaking.
I’ve never been one for finding my purpose. In fact, if you’d ask me if I had any goals I ever wanted to achieve last year, I would have said that I didn’t have any. In Siddhartha, Hermann Hesse wrote, “We are not going in circles, we are going upwards. The path is a spiral; we have already climbed so many steps.” I find it strange that I am moving up through life, and yet, I still don’t know what I’m moving towards. Now, it seems more urgent than ever that I find a passion, something to live for, before I fall off the spiral and down into monotony.