A Forced Lesson

My sense of direction has seemed to get lost. The simple direction of forward has thrown me for a loop. On any other day of occasion I foot infront of the other would of sufficed as a solid definition. Of course metaphorically it gets unnecessarily complicated, and with no one to blame but me. I have complicated this simple notion of life to this drastic event. Something that continues to disorientate my ability to get past a particular part in life. I suppose sprinting from the problem has allowed it to fester and manifest itself into a greater dilemma. That first step shard, but proving that you have the courage to take the second step is where I feel the true struggle lies! With the first step one foot still remains behind. Although you have giving yourself the opportunity to move forward the choice to leave things the same is still there, with your other foot. Now that second step... Well it means you have walked completely in the door and the chance to go back has slimmed tremendously! It's that second steps that frights me, like a virgin when they are about to do it for the first time. Easy to say to grow up, but the doing is the challenge! We encounter those experiences that finally alter our sense of thinking. That moment when you consider yourself an adult.