It has come to my attention that I am only truly profound when high or unhappy.

But I had a conversation that caused me to ask one of my favorite questions.

How do we end up so far from where we were going?

But then again I am the girl who won't stop asking questions.

Stop and think about it. I mean really think about it. Look around. Watch the people around you. Go to work. Really think about what you're doing.

Now think back to when you were a child, and you thought you'd be an astronaut. Now you might be a temp, a waitress, a drug addict.

Think about how you always thought you would fall madly in love and get married. Now you're divorced, still looking for the right person, or trying to make it work with the wrong one.

Think about everything you've ever wanted in life. Think about every hope you stopped hoping for, and every dream you've long since forgotten.

Now think about this. If you had not strayed so far off your path, you wouldn't be who you are.

Sure, maybe you have to go work in a crappy cubicle every day, but maybe this just gives you all the more reason to strive for the type of happiness you've always longed for, but long since forgotten could exist.

I used to believe the key to happiness lies in accepting snd loving your life for everything it is. But maybe there's more to it than that. Maybe we should stop settling, and start living.