Where am I now, and where am I going?

Those couple of questions can be answered many different ways. Where am I now? I am currently at a bar, taking a sip of some whiskey, and thinking about how to grow my current, and rather minor ventures. Where am I now? I’m mentally washed out and have left my brain to dry while the rest of me picks up the pieces of an otherwise shattered and wrinkled life. The youth, while still visually present upon me has faded into a dry riverbed of the past inside, and I constantly am on the lookout for a way to quench a thirst- of purpose rather than anything fluids could do for me.

Where am I going? After the bar I hope to try to figure out why my truck has been leaking fluids, as that was a rather unpleasant surprise this morning as I got ready to leave for some errands. Where am I going? Mentally I am going, and rather well on the way, to be prepared for the trip to come, as it is sure to be harder than I was thinking in some ways, yet easier and more peaceful in others. It feels like the time is finally right to take the steps I know I should have done earlier in my life, though at those times I always felt woefully unprepared.

Where am I now? At the end of a proverbial dock, having planned, and waited, and patiently thought out everything that has got me here, and knowing that while it never always has gone to plan, this plan feels right. Where am I going? From here, wherever the winds will take me.