A Direction without Directions
So, as I said before I've found an old journal and re-read some of my writings and entries. I also started a book about, jeeze, 5 yrs ago now. I was reading the introduction. It was before I graduated from undergrad and started off with how I had no clue what I was going to do with me life, even though I was getting my B.A. The last four years, I've felt the same way...as though I had no direction in life.
Well, now I have a direction, or at least I've found a map. I'm in law school, and you know what? I now have to eventually decided what I want to do in the law. Eeek, can't I just fall into something? I think my problem is I have too many intersts and I have just enough interest in things to make me interested, but not enough interest to sustain my interest. Did you get that? I'm like the kid who gets excited over a new toy and then gets bored after a couple of days and wants something else. I wonder if it's because I haven't found something I'm passionate about that could actually lead to a career or if I'm just a fickle person by nature.
Ok, so don't mind me, it's 3:45A and I just finished writing a memo and debating on whether I can risk going to bed for a couple of hours and actually waking up, or if I'm better off just staying up all night to make sure I get my paper turned in on time...hmm, do I or don't I? See, I can't even make that decision, ugh! Hmm, what to do, what to do...