I was wondering when was the last time I actually took the time to pen down my frustrations. Lately its been more of whining and complaining in the office out loud… then everything seems to be unfulfilled still. What is it? I am suppose to know what I want right? Why do I still feel half empty? Why are things so confusing? Why do I feel like I don’t even know what I want anymore? I need to get off this road I am travelling on and figure out where I need to be. Reminds me of Jack Johnson’s “Breakdown”.
