Where Do We Go From Here
I have never felt so unfulfilled in my life.
My job is so meaningless, just a way to pay the bills and keep money in my pocket.
I meet the most beautiful little boy today. He couldn't have been older than 4. His eyes were so bright and receptive to everything the world had to offer and I could tell that he had yet to witness the cold realities life too often serves up.
As almost always, I'm at a crossroads.
More later...my hands hurt now. Damn sidekick.
posted by Liza Valentino at
1:44 AM
2 Comments:
I hope your search for fulfillment is either contiuing or resolved. life is a constant search for meaning, maybe that our curse.
I was just going through my old blog post and saw a comment you left so i thought i'd step and speak. i don't blog much anymore but stay in touch. Peace
9:07 AM
Wow. The parallels you you made were deep. I'm glad you took the time to write and express to us your thoughts. Continue writing and drowning your sadness in ink.
12:34 AM
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