Contemplating thinking about thinking…

So basically what ticks you off is not knowing a reason for living life itself. So here I am grouching and grumping with grumbles that life is mean. Well its not all that mean, its just that I’ve lost focus or fell off track for a while there. I need to have a goal or hobby to rest for a while in that oasis where I know where I’m heading and sit down contemplating about what I’ve achieved so far, not done but achieved.

So far what's kept me from going insane was the book I was working on, yes its not master piece, but hey, I wanted to do something and I’ve done something about it. I found it my spa, my resting place when all the hectic work of the day has gotten me beat up as the day comes to retire. My achievement may not be the hobby as much as the need for closure, but nevertheless i kicked off my boots and found my self resting on a sofa while I worked. It kept a smile on my face, and no matter how bad or dark the day was, and even how silly my friends or their remarks were, I was able to absorb the revulsion in me.

So now, as my volcano starts to reside, and as closures’ been found. I need to take on something new in my life. An oasis to rest from my daily war with life, a happy place I can be my own.

So if you do have any ideas?!