In a Funk

Sometimes I just wish that I had a magical crystal ball that I could just look into and see how everything is going to turn out. I could see which paths lead to prosperity and which ones were just dead ends. I suppose that's why it's called life, you just have to live it and figure it out for yourself. Just once, just one little peak, just one question...

Perhaps it is all the depressing country music I have been listening too, but it's official, I am in a funk. It seems like I am spending half of my twenties in a funk, but maybe that's just a part of what's supposed to happen to everyone. Does it happen to everyone, or is it just me?

I am stuck between adolescence and adulthood it seems. Sometimes I feel like I am just playing grown up. Some imaginative playing house game that I should wake up from at any time. I just want to be a kid again. I think it's been decided that people want to have kids so that they can return to childhood once more, to the innocence and sheer joy of it all. Children are a window into our own youthful hearts, where we can unashamedly bask in a fictitious childhood once again.

I don't have the answers, and I just wish I did. Why is it hindsight that is always 20/20?

Question of the day: Do you believe in fate?
I know those of you who read my blog and it would be nice to see what everyone believes. My answer is no. I believe that you make your own fate, but who knows, perhaps I could be totally wrong.

I have no pictures for you today... oh wait, I found one from the other day that I didn't share. My cute little Begonias, I love that they stick around even during all the cold winter weather. They seem so delicate, but they can take quite a lot of abuse. Take my word on it.