I don't have the remotest idea what I should be doing with my life. Not even the tiniest clue. But you know what? Nobody really does - do they? People who seem to have their shit together? I suspect it's all an act and they are secretly just as aimless and directionless as the rest of us. But goals...
Well, they are to be aimed for. And when you hit the target, if you are lucky enough, then you just set up another one. If you never hit any of your targets, move them closer. That's how that works.

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what are your goals? have they changed in the last couple years? we haven't talked as much and I don't know where you stand on stuff you wanna do with your life anymore...
I also don't know what my next goal is. I'll have to have that hashed out by Christmas though...deadlines I set for myself. you have deadlines?
I...am not sure anymore what my goals really are. I'm having a hard time focusing on the future. I feel like I'm living from one day to the next in a constant fir of anxiety and panic about the fact that I'm not living my dream because I've woken up and the details have slipped away in the waking moments.
I have deadlines, but they are definitely a moving target. And I have REALLY SHITTY AIM.
I missssss you!!
*fit
(because fir is a tree and I can't have a "tree of anxiety" that's just silly...)
you could. the Tree of Anxiety could be a character in your next short story...
Great. A metaphorical climb up the prickly branches of the Tree of Anxiety to escape the Great Hulking Beast of Modern Living. It practically writes itself!
It practically does. but it still needs you to bring it into actual existence.
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