The Shits

Let's be honest. Sometimes life is just the shits. It's all over the place, it stinks, and there's nothing you can do but let it happen. And that's what I've been doing. Letting shit happen. But there comes a point when you done shit so much you find yourself askin' God, "where do I go next?"
These last couple of weeks I've been waiting to hear the answer and just when I thought I'd never get the answer, there it was. Right in front of me all along. But I'm getting ahead of myself. My problem was that I had forgotten what was important to me in life, something I had never thought I'd forget. I was questioning my entire future and every thing I had done in my life. Where was I going? What was my plan? How will I make a living? On and on and on, there is no end to the questions when you forget the very basics. Here I was asking how I could possibly be happy for the rest of my life studying science and medicine and I forgot the reason I wanted to study medicine in the first place. It was never about the science, or the money, or the time, it was about the people. Helping people find happiness. That's what life should be about, finding happiness. No matter where you find it or how long it takes to get there, that should be the reason we do the things we do in life. Because we love to do it and it makes us happy. Even when we're knee deep in shit, and we can't see the path ahead, all we need to do is listen to our hearts and follow where it leads. And so to that I say, fuck Pepto-Bismol. Be happy.