Get on that shit!
Do you need to know where you want to go in order to..."get there"? ...get somewhere?
I really hope not. And sometimes I don't think so...then other times I do. The times that I have no motivation to do anything because I don't know what I'm doing it for.
Maybe it's like when we were six and hopscotch got boring and predictable. I started throwing the rock jumping with my eyes closed, hoping that my muscle memory and my semi-decent balance (questionable) would be enough. I didn't have to see the blocks to know where they were or know how to move, I just did it and it worked out just fine...and was still fun... as fun as hopscotch can be, maybe.
But the thought of being so lost and not knowing what I want to do with myself [for an unknown amount of time]is truly terrifying.
I really hope not. And sometimes I don't think so...then other times I do. The times that I have no motivation to do anything because I don't know what I'm doing it for.
Maybe it's like when we were six and hopscotch got boring and predictable. I started throwing the rock jumping with my eyes closed, hoping that my muscle memory and my semi-decent balance (questionable) would be enough. I didn't have to see the blocks to know where they were or know how to move, I just did it and it worked out just fine...and was still fun... as fun as hopscotch can be, maybe.
But the thought of being so lost and not knowing what I want to do with myself [for an unknown amount of time]is truly terrifying.
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