Life has suddenly taken off, like a rollercoaster spinning out of control and I’m just barley holding on because I somehow forgot to buckle my seatbelt. All of my plans, the course of action I had set forth months ago, all has been cast aside. Perhaps I spent too much time questioning. Questioning what? Everything. Navel gazing is a dangerous pastime; one I wouldn’t recommend. It creates more questions, which begets more doubt, which in turn begets more questions, and more doubt until you’re on a downward spiral, a vicious circle that you can’t stop because you don’t know how or when it started. I don’t mean to be vague, it’s just that for the first time in a long time, I’ve taken a moment to stop and ask myself “what the HELL am I doing?” The unfortunate part is, I don’t really have a good answer. I’ve been living, I suppose, but whose life? Is it mine? Or is it simply the life I’m expected to be living? Do I really have all that I want, or do I have what I think everyone else wants? See what I mean? Dangerous.
And just like my former angsty teenage self, whenever I’m in search for answers, I seek out music. So because I have nothing else, I’ll instead share my current favorite playlist of songs. Maybe you’ll like one.
Ingrid Michaelson – The Chain.
Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson – Winter Song
Mumford and Sons – Winter Winds
Brandon Flowers – Crossfire
One Republic – Secrets
One Republic – Say (All I Need)