Sometimes I don't know which way I'm going, or what I'm going to do, so I sit and do nothing at all. This morning I just felt compelled to write, but there's nothing to write about that is of any great importance. I guess just waking up this morning is a great feat and should be greatly appreciated by me. Maybe I should just count my blessings and quit dwelling on the things that I can't fix.
In regard to that picture with the signs. I've held on to that picture (I didn't take it and don't know who did), but I've held on to it because there's a pole with similar road signs on the way to my brother house and when I get to these signs, I pass them twice and sometimes three times going around in circles trying to figure out how the heck I get to the road I want to be on.
My life at this moment is like those road signs.