Sorting things out

I spent the day trying to sort things out.
Trying to sift through where I have gone and where I am now and
where I want to be in the future.
I am fully aware that I haven't a lot of time to do the exploration of my interests and heart left.
But that level of pressure is, in and of itself..
Incredibly stifling.

I want to do so much.
I think that we so often forget that our goals needn't lay underneath floorboards,
collecting dust.
For if we don't have them,
what is the point of anything?

I cannot allow myself to continue down this path of the remedial.
I must seek another new experience.
I must write, and sing, and travel, and play.

Today I wrote a song.
I have 2 jobs, and I'm registered for classes,
 and I'm about to acquire an internship.

But none of it matters.
I configured pieces of a puzzle, put it all together, and still the
picture is indecipherable.

Do I really have to start all over?

Did I really start all over?