only when you stop looking for answers are you able to see with clarity...
what do i want? this is a question i find myself faced with quite often.
i want intense happiness and contentment. not to say that im not happy or content...i just want to live in bliss. i want the serenity i saw in the old man by the lake today. set up with a lawn chair, a small cooler, and a tackle box, he sat with his fishing pole just soaking up the day. it was beautiful. i wanted so badly to park on the side of the road, grab the towel from my backseat, and stretch out next to him. how wise he must be to have really found joy in the simplest things. a master of life itself, the man still lounged as i passed him the second time, this time nodding off a bit, but still at peace all the same. i felt compelled to stop and ask for his take on the secret to a meaningful life, but my inquisitiveness seemed inferior to his placid existence, and so i passed on the chance. i like to think that he would provide a definite and solidified answer, but i know that rationally, that isnt the case. i feel in my heart that there is no secret, no answer, no hint to success. maybe im closer to solving the riddle than i think. maybe i just need to break free.
maybe i just need to live.