Often, I like to think about life like a path in a forest, or on a beach, wherever you want it to be. Everytime you have to make a decision, the path splits. But you can never see what's ahead. And that's the terrible part.
You see, I find myself at one of those crossroads but this one is about what I want to be.
Since I was four years old I wanted to be a doctor, but this year I've started thinking about being a cop, being out there, saving lives, always on the move.
And on one road, that's the path. But it's foggy and I don't know what life would be like.
And the other road is me being in the medical field. And again, I don't know what lies ahead.
But recently, despite what my heart (I know what a cliche) says, my mind has been telling me to just be a doctor, or a surgeon, and live life knowing you're still technically saving lives, but not necessarily in a way you want.
So I don't know where to go from here.
Cause like, it's a constant battle of what I "should" be doing versus what I want to do.
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Me and My Thoughts on Literally Everything
Acakthis is a book of my ranting. expect many.