Sometimes I wish I knew what I wanted to do and who I wanted to be. I wish there was something I was passionate enough about that it gave me some sort of driving force to get through all of this. I wish there was something in the world that called me. To be a pilot, a politician or a doctor. Something, god anything at all.
But then I think ‘how simple, how boring’. I may not know exactly what I wish to become, I don’t think I ever will. But I know I want to do a thousand different things and be another thousand different people.
And it is life that will call me. I will be passionate to live. To experience the complexities of this world and those who dwell in it. The possibility in my future and the wonders I will find there are what call me to live.
Live Zoë, live.