I’m so glad it’s not just me that feels this.
For so long it felt like I knew what I was meant to do. But they all fizzled out, to be replaced by the next thing (Dancer, Pro Rugby Player, Physicist…).
Recently I’ve been wrestling with the fear that nothing really replaced the last one that fizzled out.
At times that lack of direction is scary (almost cripplingly so), but mostly it’s invigorating.
Did you ever suffer with this problem?
I enjoyed this no nonsense piece. Keep it up.