I feel that there is something bigger inside me. Something that I cannot seem to place my finger on. A feeling of having a grander purpose. A bigger meaning. Finding a way to make a difference. Yet here I am sitting still. Going no where fast.
I can feel the stirring inside me. The pull that tells me where I am and what I am doing is only for this moment. There is something else out there for me. There is something my heart yearns for. A different road to travel down.
But what is this thing? What something is it that I am being pulled blindly towards? I feel like I am in a dark room. Trying to find my way to the door yet unsure if a door even exist.
This pulling. This stirring. This feeling. This knowing of something more. All of it is there. But what is the something?