NOTED
Over the last few days I've noticed a rather large urge to go out and do something eventful, something huge and something utterly personal. The only problem is the type of activity I want to do is one that is ultimately an enormous breaking down of myself to see what exactly my deal is. I like to think I know about myself but there's some conflict going on with me that leads me to think I don't. I'm positive others feel this at times too and that in the end no one ever really knows who they are but have a pretty good idea. The thought of this stranger occupying my brain is really nagging at me these days and I know that nothing will come of it anytime soon, but there's a notion that at some point down the line it's going to manifest itself into action. Maybe that's what a midlife crisis is. Who knows? Anyhow, I just wanted to have these thoughts noted.