I finished reading a book called The Leftovers by Tom Perrotta yesterday.

The story follows a handful of connected characters through the aftermath of what some believe is the apocalypse. Those who actually disappeared are a wide range of types–not just good little Christians. A lot of those Christians got “left behind.” The book follows the aftermath of this occurrence and how it changed every day people. These people go from one path in life, to driving off the road into uncharted areas.

All these characters had their lives planned out. They new how things were going to be, until they no longer knew and they were left floundering–trying to reinvent a life they never dreamed they’d have.

When you are growing up, living your life, you think of yourself and your path in life as a straight clear shot.

You’re going to be this way. You’re going to do this. You’re going to be that.

What you don’t calculate into that equation is LIFE. Shit happens. Your 5 year plan turns into a 15 year plan, and you’re left  questioning ‘what the hell went wrong?‘ When did I take that wrong exit and end up somewhere completely different than my itinerary had planned?

I am having another birthday in less than a month. This birthday will put me officially in the ‘late 20’s’ bracket.

I have been doing a lot of soul searching since I moved back to California. It was good for me to come back, but it has also made me face myself, my age (okay, I’m not that old), and the life plan I had for myself.

In some ways, I AM where I want to be. In others, I feel like I took that wrong turn and now I’m left wondering what to do.

Is anybody ever satisfied? Is anyone ever completely fulfilled?

Sometimes, I feel like I’m getting somewhere, only to hit a new bump in the road… I guess that is the flip side to always having new dreams…

On me…

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