What am I looking for?

Although it's the same problems over and over again, perhaps I should write about them. Maybe speaking about them will do me some good.

There is an empty part of myself that I cannot describe nor get ahold of. It's an empty part of sorrow, it's the part I cry from. Pain comes from this certain part of my heart. I wonder what it could be caused by.

Could it be caused by my lack of adventure?

Could it be caused by my own denial of adventure?

Could it be caused by the lack of risk?

I continue to run after something I cannot quite catch. The periods in which I enjoy the present are few in comparison to how I'd want to enjoy the present. I want to immerse myself in every moment; whether it is bad or good.

During this week, I came to a stark realization, that when life feels bad or is going well, there is one thing that cannot be denied: Life is interesting. If someone were watching a movie of your life, even if it's a drama, it's a life worth living.

Whatever I'm trying to find, I hope to God I find it. And I hope God answers your prayers.

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