Life is waiting!

Insecure and sensitive, none trusting and skeptical, and attention deficit. I'm talking about a lost musician, a lost man, a lost nobody.

It's hard to believe he made this far in life. I believe he owes that to his family, who still look after him in case he falls into a ditch for not paying attention. He wonders to himself all time, "What do I do now? What is my purpose in this life?" But he mostly wonders what he has to do next. I mean, if he at least knew what it is he should do now, maybe someday he will simply run into his life's purpose while turning a corner.

But this kid is lost. He has no corner to turn, no street to walk down, no hope for a bright, successful, and fulfilling future. He is what you call the undead. He's dead, but still walking around like a zombie looking for his next brain to feed on.

In this point in his life, he should be running with his dreams. Looking forward to, and fighting for his heart's desires. But he isn't. The question is why. Well that's a simple one. He simply is what he is. Besides being insecure, none trusting, attention deficit, and a zombie; he's lazy as well. What a combination huh? He has some nice traits about him though, he's not all bad. He's an awesome guy to be around and hang out with. I'm not telling you the opposite. But none of those good traits are going to do himself any good if he keeps holding himself back being all the bad things that he is. Especially being the zombie part, that's just no good at all.

He needs to stop moping around, stop feeling sorry for himself, stop being insecure about himself and which path he should follow, and start moving.

Yes, life is hard. It's hard because your blind 90% of the time, and the other 10% of the time that your not blind your having things thrown at you so fast you could never have seen it coming. Life is like a maze with huge pot holes, quick sand, and roots that popping out of the ground ready to pull you under. It's filled with long, thick branches, and sharp poisonous thorns protruding from the walls ready stop you in your tracks. It also has other zombies roaming around in there looking for a life themselves, but needing your brains to do so. But, to put the icing on the cake, it's shrouded in a dense fog you can't see through. How you like them apples? But with all these booby traps and fog, you can still make it through. Life is hard and terrifying, but not impossible to live.

This kid has to gather himself together and start walking into this shrouded maze. It'll be difficult, but in that maze is where he will find his purpose. Battling through that maze is where he will find a meaning and find his true, heroic self slumbering inside his current dead beat self. And he won't be alone. He will have his family there always ready to help, he will have his love walking beside him to share this battle with, and he will always have me. He will be under my wings, and through my eyes he will see through the thickest of fog, and walk through the most impossible of paths.

So with all of this support beside you, forget about what you don't know and can't see. Focus on what you do know and can see. Focus on what you have, focus on where you want to be, and walk. Trust me, you will stumble and fall, you will get hurt and gain much experience in things you may not want to, but believe me when I tell it will all have been worth it. You will look back into the maze you walked through and say, "I may not be perfect, but with all of my imperfections I made it through all of that." And you will be proud to say you lived, and weren't stuck at the starting gates scared to jump into the race.

Let's go you dead beat, life is waiting for you!