~ Knowing ~

I don't know.

Go back a few months... years even... and you'll find out that I don't know what I'm doing then, and I don't know what I'm doing now.

I never knew actually. Maybe I had an inclination of 'guessing' what I wanted to do, but that, to some people, is not enough.

I'm a very wishy-washy kind of person. You know it when you talk to me. It's probably one of the reasons why people don't really like me.

I wish I knew.

I "spoke" of this on Twitter the other day. I said that I had to find a new normal. Given what has happened in the past two months or so. A friend commented and said that he still hasn't found his normal, and that life's messy and unpredictable like that.

I do agree.

But the normal I'm referring to is a routine I guess. Something to look forward to everyday or every week or every year. Without it, it does feel like my lacking a focus. And given the recent happenings, it may well expound on the problems I feel on a daily basis.

Maybe not finding the new normal is the key though. Just going with the flow. Facing up to things one at a time instead of trying to find the magic formula to fix my life on the direct course its heading towards now? Being adaptable is probably the best way to put it. So I should learn that now. Shouldn't I?