Weekend long.

That sense of "what next" has been lying inside me all weekend. Feeling like I have missed something out there. That something I am sure easily slipped by. The weekend is coming to an end, oddly enough that seems to be the best option available.

Another day will pass by with more of the same. Life is what we make of it and sometimes we unconsciously choose directions of similarity. Hence nice grooved patterns continue and one stays in the rut of least resistance along the pathway. Regardless of what outcome we are brought from it.

Moving forward through each day with awareness of the emptiness, but to lethargic to change the view. Instead solidifying this existence I have created and only I can dismantle. One never knows what will create the change, one just hope it arrives on time, what ever that may mean.

Peace.