Originally written on May 8, 1980. Found this gem as I was cleaning out my office for another move:
Windmills are turning in my mind
No direction, no path, an unknown destiny
Trying to maintain my center seems to be getting harder
Wanting to try too much, too fast and not being given the chance to try anything
Stagnation
Why worry?
Why try to keep an unhealthy pace?
Constantly pushing towards an unknown goal
Unhappy at present
Decisions to be made, afraid to make them, but trying anyhow
What do I want?
Where do I want to be?
How does one find the path; the path to happiness, fulfillment and tranquility?
I am lost; or so it seems
My confused emotions are manifesting themselves in physical ailments
Being aware of the cause does not reduce the discomfort
I want to unravel the maze but I don’t seem to know how.
Who Stole My Estrogen? 