Whisper

I feel like I am looking out a dirty window all of the time.  I can see out, but not clear enough to make out what's right in front of me. No matter how many times I clean the window it is still fogged with cheap cleaner, or the dirt and dust seem to be permanent.  I go through the motions everyday and the window looms in front of me.

I hope I am making the right decisions, because I am making the decisions blindly. Everyday seems just like the last one and I feel like I am taking no steps into the right direction. All the sudden I am Robert Frost .....two roads diverged in a yellow wood....

Waiting for that Whisper is really trying sometimes. I think the main thing for everyone to remember is to be patient. I feel that someday my life will all the sudden hit the tracks again. That I will be able to shake the dirt out of my shoes and put my hair back down. I will be following that track again. For now, I just have to find that track. It seems to have gone away, missing.