Coming To Grips With It

I know that my life is what I think it is. It is my thoughts that create my reality. I can think myself into a box and seem very limited. I should open up and think that all is possible, but I don't. I have let myself get complacent and comfortable, day to day life has become too easy to just accept. So if I really want more out of this life I must think my way there. Of course action will have to be taken also, but the thought is the genisis to everything. So this is a beginning part of this thought process. What do I want? Where do I want to be? What do I want to do? Who do

I want to be with? Who do I want to be? What really matters to me? Answering these type of questions is an ongoing and unending life quest, something that's never done and is always changing yet still must be at least attemted and not ignored. The years are going by so fast now and I keep procastinating with so many things I should do, would like to do, could do. I am going to keep some promises to myself and to my wife and to God. Will I do any of it? Well watch and see, your guess is as good as mine. My past actions are just that the past and they can't control me.

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