The World Out There

Recently I had been hit by this, the more I learn about different aspects of life; the more vulnerable I feel. I was never satisfied with the thought of settling in one place forever. Since I have left the city I have come to known as home this past spring, I realized that I had been playing around in the shallow side of the pool, thinking the deep end is the rest of the world, when in reality there is a vast sea out there. With knowledge brings desire; the desire to know more, to be inspired and to inspired. Will this hunger ever be satisfied?

I am often overwhelmed with the feeling that there is something missing in my life. I do not know what it is, I am searching for it. Will there ever be an end to the search? Will I ever want an end to this search? After all, life is about experiencing. If I ever find this missing piece will life still be worth living?