My life has a direction

Unlike my mother's opinion of it.

True, I may be currently unemployed and wasting my money on useless things like indulging in my obsession, but I do have a dream however vague it is.

I am at a crossroads. My previous conceptions of who I am and how I want my life to unravel are shattered. Picking up the pieces and figuring out if they still fit to form something meaningful, I begin to doubt if I should just throw them all away and create a completely new puzzle out of nothing.

It feels like being born again. Shaken clean like an Etch-a-Sketch, I feel free and light and I can do anything I set my heart into.

But after some time for thought, I again feel the burden of memory; memories of mistakes past, of loves lost, of promises broken.

My life has a direction.

I just don't know where it leads.