Without Direction

I feel like a powerful ship without a rudder; like I have the potential to achieve a tremendous amount, but because I’m not too sure what I want to achieve, I stay still and let the currents take me where it will.

I’m going nowhere, slowly.

Maybe I should pick an arbitrary shore and head toward that. Everyone seems to be rushing somewhere.

But then again, perhaps it’s better I just sit still and enjoy the experience out at sea.

With direction or without, are they not both part of what we call life?

Who’s to say what’s right or wrong? Who’s to say what we should or shouldn’t do?