This is the second of four journals I wrote in a much more troubled part of my life.
Realizing what will be is the goal. However, it is unrealistic as it can never be attained. I’ll follow the path I’m given until it changes or I’m given reason to do otherwise.
The real goal is to love, be loved, and be happy. These goals are unrealistic also because who am I to define any of these. I can just satisfy these feelings that I have to the best of my ability.
But I may not be able to do this and I’ll never know happiness if I can’t. But maybe I already am happy and the only way I’ll ever know is if I lose all the good in my life.
But the same can be said about the bad.
This journal wasn’t long enough, so I had to lengthen the article with this.
For those who haven’t read the others, here are the other journals:
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