Bleak

My future is bleak. I'm a "present" person; I enjoy the moment, but I also think of the future; and as I have said, it is bleak, blurry, scary. I don't know what I want, what I really want, what I will become for the rest of my life, calling on 700 Club. Where will I start, I don't know. All those "Your future starts here" crap scares me, because really how will I know that this is the start of the race, the beginning of the puzzle, the "x marks the spot" portion. I hope I know.

My future is bleak, as bleak as the ending of this thing I'm writing about. No ending. Really. Bleak.