Ok, so this blog is quite possibly the best thing that's happened to me in the last two days...which admittedly isn't saying much but still. It's been surprisingly therapeutic. How great it is that I can have a forum to post my unbelievably random thoughts throughout the day. In fact, I actually thought about naming the blog random but then forgot where I was going with that and decided to call it Being twenty-something. Irregardless (I freakin' HATE people that say 'irregardless' by the way), I'm all about blogging now...welcome to 2004, Kim.
I've been thinking about where I want to be in the next 3 years or so. Should I even make a plan? Everytime I do that, God seems to spit my face and shift things in an entirely different direction. Was that blasphemous? I didn't mean that way - my point is that God already has our plan so what's the point in even bothering. Granted, I do think goals are important but very strict "planning" probably isn't the best way to go about those goals. For example, I had a strict timeline of things that I wanted to follow...some of which I accomplished, some of which I didn't. Looking back, what was the point that timeline? Am I any better off for the things that I did accomplish? And am I any worse off for the things that I didn't? One thing that getting older is teaching me is that the majority of the unhappiness and dissatisfaction that we face/feel is completely self-imposed. I was feeling bad about myself for not reaching goals that I set for myself! Goals, if they can even be called goals, that in the grand scheme of things don't matter at all. Oh well, live and learn.
My struggle now is figuring out where I fit in my life. I know that sounds like a stupid statement but I don't think I'm a good fit for my life right now. I know the life that I want and I know the life that I have and some where along the lines the two became estranged...where do I go from here?
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