StylisM

I sit in my room in the dark with only the illumination of my laptop. No sound just the hum of laptops fan. I stare blankly at the screen in hopes of some sort of inspiration or idea to magically appear. I close my eyes in the attempt to gain more clarity. However my mind wanders and I find myself staring at the screen blankly again. I think back on my life and wonder how did I get to this place. Is this my destiny or am I destined for greater things. I remember growing up thinking my life would be significant to this world, a young boys dream to be something more than he is. I remember setting dates of when I would encounter some life changing events that would guide my life to its prospective place. Those days came and passed… No change no life changing event. However I still hold the thought of my destiny close to me. As I got older I continued to struggle with my life’s purpose and who I am. The thoughts plagued me. In my early adult years I kind of grew from the thoughts and went on with life. I did like every young person does find their way through the forest called life in search for salvation. Today I find myself back to the mind set of when I was kid. I’m hoping for my life to be SOMETHING GREAT.