Is this really my life?

As 27 stares me down from around the corner, I spend a lot of time questioning myself. What the fuck am I doing? Where is my life going? What do I want for myself? And just as things start to line up and make sense...it all falls to pieces...again. So here I am almost 27...more tears in my eyes...with no clue what I want for myself. So what better way to figure it out, than detailing my thoughts, fears, and adventures. I am by no means a writer. Just a girl, with a lot to talk about.