Flake

Good as flakes: corn, snow, red pepper and Zooey Deschanel. Not so great as flakes: fish, friends, emergency responders and boys. Why does no one know what they want anymore? I realize that I'm perhaps an exception to the rule in the way that I always have some specific goal I'm working towards. I believe I know for a fact where and how I want my life to go. And certainly to an extent, I can understand some indecisiveness in your twenties. Adulthood is a new experience and there's still so much left to learn. So much growing and so much love left to do. And I have already changed my mind a gazillion times and I probably will do so a gazillion times more. However, if I am asked, "What do you want?" I can answer...and with confidence. But I don't see many being able to do the same. Frustratingly enough, sometimes others' indecision becomes unintentionally yours. Why is it so much easier to answer what you want to be when you grow up at age 5, rather than age 25? I'd say it's American culture. We're so tangled up in contemplation of what they ("the man") tell us we should do that we forget how to know what we want. I think Millay verbalized it fairly well when she said, "We are clever,- we are as clever as monkeys; and some of us have intellect, which is our danger, for we lack intelligence, and have forgotten instinct." We're all just "in college", getting an education- a degree. Yes, create your safety net. The credentials of an education are very important. But is it any less important to be your own guide? Never forget passion. How much can one really accomplish without it? Don't be afraid to admit to yourself what you really want and never stop aiming for it. People! Let's learn to leap again!