Inside Out...
When I woke up this morning, I couldn't keep a question out of my head: Will I ever find me? And since it was there and I didn't have much to do, I sat down and tried to answer that question. Based on experience I think we don't find ourselves at the end of the road, au contraire, it is while walking that road when we recognize parts of ourselves, like shadows of a color, and each shadow is a different thing. So the question was answered in five minutes so, I'll keep walking and collecting the different shadows of my unique color.
Now the question in my mind is: Will I ever stop wondering things like that? Am I ever going to say: Ok, I am completely happy with myself, I am found!? Or will I be on an eternal quest?