For a long time, I've felt the need to find something to spend the rest of my life doing, however long that might turn out to be. I've wondered if I've never settled simply because I never would, that my only satisfaction was to be found in the constant pursuit of something new. I still don't know for certain what my future should look like, but for now...I'm going to pour all my energy into writing and see where it leads.

Writing is the only thing that, despite all the other avenues I've explored, really comes naturally to me. I don't mean to say my writing is perfect or never takes any effort; writing just flows in a way that nothing else does for me. It appeals to me as a means of expression in way that nothing else does.

Despite my wanderings, I've found only a single path through the forest. I guess it's time to start walking.