you know what's really frightening? not knowing what you want. just going forward and hoping for the best. hoping you can ignore the others who are doing stuff you gave up. distracting you. i know, i know. coupland's mid-20s crisis is cliched, everyone goes through it. why do i bother typing these words.
well. it still bothers me. not because i don't have anything i want to do... because i have too many things i want to do.
i feel like i have superman vision in the woods, and can see the other path, and see what could've been. but because i only have superman vision and not time-warping abilities, there's nothing i can do to change things. i could run all the way back and go the other way, but by then everyone will be living in houses and having babies and stuff.
i know the grass is greener, but i also know the path is more treacherous. and yet a lack of self-confidence is what got me here. er, what didn't get me here. i do not doubt my abilities as a writer, as an academic, because it has been largely unchallenging. not to say that writing/academicking isn't difficult, but i am not after perfection or mastery. it's just something i do to fill the void.
i feel like my brain is playing a million hour long tennis game, the players tied the entire way. nobody is losing.
which means nobody is winning, either.