At a certain age, we all reach the point where we stop to think about what’s right and what’s wrong. Recently it started occurring more often upon reaching this phase of self- exploration and thinking “we know it all” but get hit in the face with a shovel called “reality”. After questioning everything around me (even my own existence), I stop to think “am I where I’m Supposed to be, or is it where I Want to be”?!
Sig Nordal 