Confusion

So, freedom, yes, it's great, it's what I want, I love having no plans, being able to do whatever I want, whenever I want. But sometimes, just sometimes, it hits me, "I don't know what I'm doing". Not a clue.

People keep asking me, so, after all this travelling business, then what? Are you going to study?

Frankly, I don't know. Most of the time I like not knowing, I enjoy being lost, in a new country or city as much as in life, because i believe it brings you possibilities and opportunities that you wouldn't get if you had a plan, followed a map and knew where you were going and had everything stalked out already.

But on some days I just feel like, what's the point? Why can't I be like normal people and know what I want in life? Why can't I be content?

Then again, what's the point of that? (catch 22?!)

I guess I'll just carry on being lost and hopefully I'll find some sort of a point somewhere, sometime.