There comes a time when one is sitting on a long journey in an aircraft, heading to some distant destination and one is left with nothing else except for the solitude of one’s own thoughts. I have tried very hard not to ponder too much on things, for I have in the recent past psyched myself out repeatedly over trivial things. However left with my thoughts about the less mundane worries, which I torture myself with, I find that reflection is somewhat amusing when one does it consciously. It was in those moments that I began to ponder upon where I am going with my search for myself. It is not so much that I am trying to discover myself, but more like I am trying to discover which direction I want to head in right now. I am what I am at this very moment, and it is a product of what I have wanted to do in the past. I may not have achieved it, and I am fully aware that it is critical for one to learn from his or her mistakes. I am undeniably left with limitless options in this point in time. That being said I with to discover where I head rather than where I am right now. I say this because I am content with what I have achieved, and discontent with what I have failed to accomplish. I feel I understand myself, and I know enough to realize that I must keep on moving. I am in perpetual evolution, and to stop and consider too hard as to where I am will cause me to become overwhelmed.

That being said I have decided that I want to write more, and that I want to leave a mark upon the planet. In recent past, I have been obsessed with coming up with an idea which I can publish and express to the world. Leave my piece of mind. Immortalize myself. Men have always tried to achieve immortality in different ways. Some tried to change the world for the better, some were outspoken, some wrote, and some bore offspring leaving behind principles in the minds of their children and DNA. Many have done a combination of everything. I want to it all. It is probably a matter of pride. I should be comfortable with who I am based on my accomplishments, and not dwell too strongly on goals. Disappointment is a bitter enemy. I can live with my mortality because I know that it will overtake me eventually in the vastness of existence. But because I feel like I have something to share with the world. I will attempt it. I just haven’t figured out what it is yet.