tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7993899.post110917310056933998..comments2015-01-27T06:51:43.414-06:00Comments on Homo Domesticus: By Golly, Time Does March On, Doesn't It?Jammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455574122882664561noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7993899.post-1109365310259029592005-02-25T15:01:00.000-06:002005-02-25T15:01:00.000-06:00Here's a road I've been going back and forth mysel...Here's a road I've been going back and forth myself. I was raised to firmly believe I'm capible of any level of success so long as I set my mind to it. Two questions; What do you want? What are you willing to do to get it? Which break down to a core question; What is your will?. Here lately I find myself looking around myself and asking myself, "What <I>is</I> my will?" My wife is a successful business woman which allows me the opporturnity to do whatever I want. The problem is I've realised I'm in a funk because I don't know what I want right now. There's a part of me that knows I don't have anything to prove to anyone about where I'm going with my life but another part of me that says, yes you do; to yourself. DO SOMETHING. Sorry to use you as a sounding board but it's comforting to know that I'm not alone in this unusual situation. I hope you find a solution that works for you and hopefully you'll share your thoughts.<br />Keep bloggin. ;)<br />--Alex Camacho<br />http://www.littleboxofbones.com<br />http://www.passionforparties.comAlex Camachohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14793969373391038205noreply@blogger.com