Save Me, I'm Lost. Oh, Lord, I've Been Waiting For You.

I am a restless person. I like to travel. I'm not fond of routine, and I can't fathom staying in one situation too long. I always want something to look forward to, some goal to push toward, and some inkling of what to do next. So now that I've come to a place in my life where everything is the opposite of what I've just described, I feel trapped. I am aimless. I have no idea what my next step is. I have things that I want, but no idea of how to obtain them. I feel like I can't take a step in any direction because I wouldn't know which direction to take. I don't even know where to start. I know there is more than this, and I know that there is more to life than being aimless. I know my life has a purpose. Something needs to change, but I don't have the means to do so. So there you are. That is my rant for the day. I now intend to go throw myself into a project and try to find meaning to this Limbo. Cheers.