Do you ever feel like you have no idea what you’re doing? I feel like that lately. Sometimes I wake up and everything is crystal clear. I’ve got life figured out and I’ve got me all figured out. Then halfway through the day I realize I’m just stumbling forward. Constantly. Just blindly moving forward. Everything becomes a series of unanswerable questions.
The Blind Side of Love, by Ingrid Diaz
I hope you don’t mind me posting it, but it pretty much describes me lately.