Sunday, February 28, 2010

The soft spots

Some people just know where they are.

Who am I?

Couldn't wait to get over here to pour out my soul, and then discovered there is nothing there.

For most of my life, I have defined myself in terms of relationships--the minister's son, someone's husband, my kid's dad. The problem with those definitions is they don't tell anything about the person. As I try to figure out what to do with my life, I realize that I don't know who I am, or what I really like.

"What do I do now?"
"What do you want to do?"
"I truly have no idea."

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