Would you please repeat the question?
"So, what are you going to do with yourself?"
That was the question to which the answer, at the time, seemed most elusive.
What indeed.
And what about the anxiety, the uncertainty, the pain and the fear? Do they just go away?
Weeks passed, during which I found myself engaged in life's usual suspects: curiosity, creativity, imagination, learning, love and play. And while these friends kept me busy I observed myself getting close to the core of my desire, the essence of my being. Happiness, bliss and unspeakable joy soothe the anxiety and the fear when near that sacred place. And while visiting that sacred place I soon discovered that the question no longer mattered.
Yes, it is all too easy to become distracted; though I've found a friend in being, not in doing.
The answer is to render the question irrelevant.










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