A Singular Meaningless Rant

So...I'm just sort of sitting here wondering about the rest of my life. I've got this idea about how things are going to feel. There's no plan, see. I'm not exactly sure what it is that I'm doing, but there's a round-about sort of way that I'm figuring it out. It's not that I'm worried, because I'm not. I know it's all going to eventually fall into place and I don't mean that in a half-assed victim of Karma sort of way. I guess I just trust it. Whatever it is, this thing that I've got, I trust it. 

Sorry if none of that makes sense, but it's been rattling around in my head. Needed to shake it out.