What is it when there are so many choices to make and only complicated answers to the questions we face? What happens when everything is laid out before you and suddenly you have no idea which decision to make? Where is the line between the correct choice and the wrong one? And how long do we wait for things to change, before we change them ourselves? What is the price we pay for following our hearts and our dreams?
Suddenly my head is filled to the brim with questions, and no matter which I look at it, the answers are all more complicated than the questions they answer. There are moments when I wonder if it's all worth it, and then I sit here looking out at the blue sky and mountains, at the city before me and the ocean beyond and I smile because I know in the end it is worth it, every second of doubt is made right because this is the life I want, complicated or not.
But how do we handle the tough decisions, how do we find the balance between hurting someone else and hurting ourselves? And when is the line drawn that shows us the decision has been made? When do we move forward with the heartache and leave it all behind? Maybe I'm not up for making these choices, maybe I need to just let it all happen on its own, but somehow inside of me, I can't do that... I've never been able to do that. I have to make the choice, I have to do it for me and for everyone around me. Sometimes I feel like my head is so filled with questions that I never get a moment anymore to just feel... I guess that until I am exactly where I think I should be I won't get that, until I know for sure, with all my certainty that this is what is meant for me, that everything in my life is in the place it should be, I'll always be searching for that peace I know I'll find, someday.
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