"Look in the fucking mirror. Right now. No mirror handy? Imagine you're looking into a mirror. Look into your eyes. Do you have a soul? Are there gears running behind those eyes, or are you just drifting? Is there passion in your life, or are you coasting? Look at your hair, your wrinkles, your freckles. Look at your smile. Is it genuine? Does the dimple on your left cheek still stand out? Do you mean it when you smile? Think about yourself 5 years ago. Think about yourself 5 years from now?
Can you do that? Can you actually look yourself in a mirror? Is this building towards what you REALLY want with your life? Can you answer that?"
My distant friend wrote this on his blog. I sat in awe, having that awful feeling crawling up somewhere deep inside. The questions. They hit home, better than ever. What I used to think I liked, doesn't seem as attractive any more. What I didn't even consider in the past, brings so much happiness today. I'm still searching for myself. Still so unsure as to where I'm going, but I'm testing a few trails now.
Just wish I had the answers.
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