Life might be about the journey and not the destination, but in order to have a journey we have to have a destination. We need goals and things to look forward to. We need a purpose. You know what question I hate more than any other? What is your why? I don’t have an answer. I have no idea what my why is. I’m not ever sure I understand my how, and sometimes what and where confuse me as well. Why is far beyond my comprehension.
Where I am now is trying to focus on the goal. Everyone told me that this would be difficult, but I plunged ahead because it had to be done. It still has to be done. I question if I am doing the right thing. We are always struggling against forces we don’t understand. Whether they are man made or from nature the world is full of more we don’t know than what we do know, but the only way to learn is through experience.
This is quite the experience. I found my solution and it hits my weak points. I have to copy out and write in the style of a legal document to have my mother sign so that I may proceed with what has already been done. I want to reiterate my frustrations of yesterday that next time I have a lawyer draw up a contract I am going to ask four hundred times if it does the thing I need it to do, because legalese might as well be another language to me.
It isn’t that I am lost on it. It is that it is left open to interpretation and the point of contracts is to not leave things open to interpretation. So now I have to be clear and precise in order to leave no doubt so that we can continue to move forward with what needs to be done.
The die is cast and everything is in motion. If there weren’t extra steps it wouldn’t be my life. There would be no destination. I can’t tell you my why but it feels like my how is to deal with constant minor inconveniences.
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