The closer my birthday gets the stronger my realization becomes. I still haven't figured out what the hell I wanna do with my life. Every
year I get depressed in July. I start thinking about my options and make resolutions
that the coming year is definitely gonna be the corner stone of a new me. A new life, a
happy and successful one. Then, I forget. I go back to what I am used to, what's
easy and forget!!
Maybe I haven’t found my “thing” yet and maybe I lack motivation. And
maybe, just maybe, I am wasting my life searching for reasons to avoid
admitting the simple fact that I am lazy.
And most of the time I don’t care what the reason is, it doesn’t
matter really. What really matters is that I am almost 27 and I haven't figured
it out yet.