Wandering Lost

"We're lost, aren't we?" he said.

"Well, I have no idea where we are, but I'm sure we'll find out where we are when we get where we're going."

Destination? Why do we always have to be going somewhere and knowing everything about it? Where the hell are we? Here. I am where I am, in this chair, in this house, in this body. For goodness' sake! Not knowing stuff all the time is ok. For a smarty-pants, teacher's pet, know-it-all like me, this is a lesson that can be hard to swallow. You don't have to be right all the time. You don't even have to know enough to have an opinion. Give yourself a break. Let yourself not know what the fuck is happening for once. Let go of judging yourself based on what incomplete information you happen to have at the time. You are always going to make decisions based on incomplete information. You're human.

It's ok to take things as they come. Planning is overrated. You can be prepared for something that never happens and then something completely knocks you out of your element and all you can do is get up, dust yourself off, and deal with whatever comes. Letting go of the pressure to constantly become something other than you are is liberating. Just be. Just be for one little bit of time every day.