My life's direction is always influx and I'm never quite sure if I'm going in the direction I'm supposed to, or the "best" way forewards
I just play it by-ear and try to be the best person I can be
My life of being a manic depressive wreck got turned around after I lost a few very close friends to cancer, and when I worked for a riding school giving disabled and terminally ill kids lessons to ride and have fun on ponies, this was the jolt in my life that turned my manic depression bouts into pushing myself to remain positive
I'm kinda "winging it" my whole life
After all, life's too short to be too serious