How do you create a life well-lived? How do you define it? Where do you start? What does it look like when you envision it? Can you see it? A clear goal of what you want. Of what you can be. Of who.

I don’t.

I feel adrift with too many thoughts and too small of a measure of gumption. Peering into windows of endless possibilities without ever going in. I don’t know where I’m headed. I don’t know what it will look like. I don’t even know if I’m moving at all. I thought life would make more sense by now.

Instead I feel like I’m miles beneath the water, rushing to hit the surface and take a breath full of air. No matter how quickly I paddle my feet, how desperate I am to feel the sun on my face, I’m worried that I won’t ever escape these watery depths. Forever waiting under the surface, floating with the currents, nowhere to go.