I’m not sure about the destination, but I’m on my way.
No one is really sure.
I started the year, not knowing what to write, until I saw the post titled:
“I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m coming.”
“The universe will take me wherever I need to go.”
I have no idea where I’m going either.
I don’t think anyone has a clue. No one really knows.
Knowing is certainty. Nobody is really 100% certain about how the year will go. Not to talk about how their lives will turn out.
We make plans because we know where we want to be, what road we want to take, and where we want to be headed.
However, we never truly know which route we’ll take to get there, or if we even will. We only believe and prepare ourselves for the ride, hoping our destination is just like we pictured or not too different.
Like the game I used to play when I was younger, there are so many destinations, and one different turn can be all it takes to veer off course and lose sight of the destination we’re hoping for.
We’re on a journey whose destination isn’t fixed.
I hope we get where we want to be🍷
Even if we make wrong turns, I hope we find our way back and get to the destination we loved. Or, at the very least, love the destination we get to.
And I hope you’re at that destination. Or that we enjoy the ride together.
Sincerely,
Myself from “new year, new me.”
To the me from before
