Internaldebate Stories

As i get older I continue to debate who I am and where I am. I find myself thinking about life debating if I am where i should be and if I am achieving below what i should. I also feel as I get older, I get more and more confused in the short term. This is a middle aged man rambling about life even though he knows he has it pretty good already.

Inside the mind is a house. Inside the house is a door. Through the door is a room. In the room are figures. Like a child's kaleidoscope, they twist and turn about each other. Cloaked and hooded, their identities are a mystery. Until one brushes against you. Then you realize. ..they are Emotions.