The weather was cooler today reminding me of fall. Whenever the seasons change, I feel like I need to change - to migrate or something. And lately I've been pondering my place in life. My whole life I've been working towards goals - complete elementary school - graduate high school - earn a bachelors degree - find a good job - start a family. What's left? Retirement? I have too much life to live before I start planning that journey. I guess that leaves me with my dreams of writing - I need to become more serious and create time for myself. I know it sounds cliche but life is flying past and I feel like I'm a passenger peering out a bus window. I'm only receiving glimpses of the world instead of being able to interact - take charge - play a role. My husband thinks that finding a different job would help - possibly free up time and allow me more life with my love ones but I've already cut my hours at my current job and though that has helped my sanity - I still am not able to achieve much beyond the day-to-day routine. At least the changing season has sparked me past my creative slump and hopefully that is all I will need to get motivated again.