You can’t stop it, you can’t catch it. All you can do is wait…
And hope that when it lands, it lands near and not on you, well you can hope anyway.
I have never been one to follow exact path, I just go over where the current takes me. I want a happy smooth life. 
There’s a strange comfort in knowing that I will never face anything that somebody else has already faced. But it begs a question, what do I never feel that way? Why do I never feel the comfort, why am I always tripped on the side of a cliff.
The most recent thing that I am facing in the road has everything to do between deciding to work and choosing to focus on my creativity. One pays and the other doesn’t and the problem is what field to choose, which bus should I take that can take me to that place where I get all the success I have even though of.
I can see the disbelief in your eyes guys, 
So let me stop you right there and let you know something, I will be embarrassingly honest right now in an admission of guilt, I am not able to choose what I am good at.

I have been miserable for most of my life because of this conflict. It is going so bad that I am still debating with myself regularly if I will ever actually be capable of managing life as an independent adult. I am not sure that I can, that I will ever be able to and I truly don’t understand how other people do it.
Let me give you an example, there was a kid who constantly messed around with his computer and naturally perused a career as a web developer. Or the child fascination for drawing that lead her the way of being a graphic designer.  But guess what? For most of us that does not happen. Most of us look at others choosing effortless career choices with desire, because we are still wondering what we want to be when we grow up. Or we have already grown up (me in particular).
When I ask for help, people give me bucket full of Gyaan (don’t get offended anyone), and say “Do what you LIKE”. What if I don’t know what I like. Most people wonder around to find when they really want to do with their working life.
I don’t want to F*CK up my life, doing nothing and then becoming a housewife. I want to be able to take care of myself.
I just know this is not working, whatever this is!!

I am not perfect, nobody is. I am just trying my best, trying to figure out the most positive thing. I can contribute while I am alive. Getting out of bed at 8:44 and facing another day is not gonna work.