"Look what I've become..."

I've noticed I have a tendency to use random quotes from movies as my headlines for my blog entries. I don't know how I feel about this, but I still continue to do it. Oh well I suppose.



I'm finding that "theology" is becoming common in a lot of people's lives. We don't know how we feel about certain things, but we still continue to do them. For instance, the mundane, yet consistent, routine of everyday life. I find myself struggling with that on an almost daily basis.



I long for consistency and routine, some sense of normalcy, and understand in my daily life. However, I combat this all at the same time. I become so afraid to slip into routine and lose sight of reality and what I'm doing with my life. I find myself asking that question, "what am I doing with my life?" and more often than not, I cannot find an answer.



I just don't know about anything anymore. Wait, that's too broad, there are some things I know about...a good amount of information about, but they seem meaningless. The things that matter that effect my everyday life, the things of now and of tomorrow, the things of what is going on and where am I heading, the things of what difference does this make and how does that involve me...these are the things I tend to draw a blank on.



So...this post is basically for my over-psycho-analyzing self to just vomit. I don't know if there is a point, and maybe that is the point...that I do not know.

Is there freedom in that? I don't know!

.destiny.