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Nothing New

You get nothing new. In case you are here by accident and decided to read my rants there is nothing new here.

Continuing on the theme of last week – purpose of life and struggling to figure out what I actually wanted. I think I am struck somewhere between here and there. Strangely, it is a comfortable place to be struck in. I enjoy it here.

I have tried to wiggle my hips and waist. My own version of a belly dance in an awkward superhero stance with no cape to complete the picture. I am bruised and battered.

I hurt all over and I refuse to think any further. I am no closer to the truth and in fact I have reached the stage where I wonder if I convinced myself that there is no answer somewhere.

Maybe I am being stubborn and pessimistic. Or maybe I am scared to be brave enough to step out of my comfort zone. But possibly, this is where I want to stay. A place where comfort and small joys matter way more than figuring out purpose.

Is it too much or too little? Am I giving up too early? Will I come back? I have too many unresolved questions to answer. For now, I will go ahead with my plan knowing that my gut is telling me I am right. Yes, I am going with my instinct and not a pre-planned route.

Like always, I will do my bit. I plan to spend sometime thinking and finding a way to get through. But for now, I don’t have any more ideas or insights. The crystal ball looks very much like today with older versions of me.

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