Lost.

This week has been rough. Lately I have found myself feeling very lost and questioning everything. 

For the first time in a long, long, LONG time, I have no idea what I want, what I'm doing, or where I'm going. When I think about the future all I see is a cloud of uncertainty.

I have faith that everything will work out exactly as it should; it always does. But in the meantime, this lack of direction is beyond frustrating. I have lost the sense of passion that defines me, and without it I feel empty.

There's this quote about losing yourself to find yourself: I hope it's right.