8 November 2012
Everyone always talks about this point in life when you realise who you are, what you want to achieve and who you ultimately want to be. I fear that this day will never come. What happens it I'm just guessing randomly and end up down the completely wrong road, and only when I reach the end do I realise where I want to be is out of reach? Worse still, what if I never have this self knowledge? What if I die a complete stranger to myself? I envy those who know exactly what their goals are. Whose biggest worries are which college at Cambridge university they will get into. Whose thoughts stick to the path and don't wander into the woods and whose lives are destined to be great.
Opuss № I