validus

I struggle sometimes. I often find myself lost. I clutter my mind with preposterous thoughts. There are things I can do to occupy myself, but I lose interest rather quickly. Focusing on something other than the clouded mind is becoming quite the challenge. I need clarity. I need escapism. I must travel myself into the woods somewhere, build a fire and hide from my reality. Maybe reality is my problem, or perhaps, the reality I want is still a far stretch from being real. No matter what I do, or try to do, it is never enough. Where is my contentment? I will go where I set my goal, but I am afraid where I lead, not all things will follow. Courage is needed. Confidence is brittle.