Sometimes I get lost. Lost… in everyday activities, friends, family, my job, desires, hobbies, the politics of life. I think or do other things and forget about the things and people that mean the most. Many times I blame it on my overly cluttered and scattered brain, but that does not truly seem like a valid excuse. I am not fully the person I want to be, and not completely living the life I was meant for.
I love my family, adore my friends, enjoy the people I meet, and cherish all the moments I have. Unfortunately, I also let moments go without fully relishing in them and making sure those I cherish know it. I sit typing this, reflecting on where life has taken me, and where I am still meant to go. There is more for me. There is more for all of us.