Crossroads.

I've come to realise that I have no idea of where my life is headed or what the future will bring. The thing is however, I'm not afraid. Is it possible to be genuinely happy when faced with the unknown; having no idea which way your paths will lead?

I feel as if I have come to crossroads.

Multiple directions.

Erratic thoughts.

One way in which to turn.

But which?

The fact is, I'm just plain scared that I'm going to lose all passion for what I'm doing. I want to learn, but at the moment, it just doesn't feel right. University is a big place. But the world is even bigger. I just have this undying urge to run away and explore, you know?

That feeling of relief, when you know that you are exactly where you want to be and know exactly where you're going... I've never felt that before. And I'm scared that I never will. 

I like the idea of spontaneity; living life 'on the edge', taking each day as it comes, breathing each breath as if it's your last. The fact is however, in the grand scheme of things,

I'm

really

not

that

spontaneous. 

I can work on that however, because you see, 

I'm only young right?

I have all this time.

I can do whatever I choose.

I'm free.

My mother always tells me that 'everything happens for a reason.' 

If I have any faith at all, it is in that statement. 

'It's all written,' she says.

And I believe her.

Everything will be fine and dandy. 

You've just gotta have faith, faith, faith baby. 

Yeah?

Yes. 

Rice is nice.

Thats what they say.

So are the sunny skies,
And counting down the days until summer.
I simply cannot wait.

Awesome.

I was thinking today about how things are missing from your life and you don’t even realise it until they appear.

For example, coffee.
I never drank coffee... ever, until one fine day last weekend when I went to make a cup of tea at work.

As I was about to place a teaspoon of sugar into my cup, to my dismay I discovered that the coffee spoon had been used to scoop out sugar, leaving crusty coffee remnants all throughout the sugar container.

What was i to do?

I couldn’t have tea, for a tea/coffee combination would not go down too satisfyingly.
I couldn't just have nothing because I was about to fall asleep.
So I had no option, but to take the plunge.

I ventured into the mysterious tin of hell and reluctantly spooned some coffee and sugar into my cup. The feeling of anticipation was overwhelming as I held that steaming chalice of cheap, instant coffee to my lips- was it going to be good? I didn’t know.

As soon as I tasted that warm, caffeine-filled goodness, it was true love.
And now frankly, I can’t live without it.
It’s complete madness- I don’t expect anyone to understand.

Now there’s a whole world of coffee out there for me to explore, it’s just opened up new doors like you wouldn’t believe. I don’t fall asleep in class anymore and I have an unlimited supply of energy; I’ve reached Nirvana on Earth.

So, where would I be without coffee? Probably curled up in ball somewhere, not realising what I’m missing out on. But now, I feel invincible, like the world is in my cappuccino.

Things come and go in your life, sometimes without you noticing it and other times so obviously that they can change your life forever. Some events are emotional, like love and other things quite superficial, yet equally as important, like discovering the wonders of coffee.

It’s amazing, you should try it sometime.

Until next time, stay cool ;)