Lost in the crossroads.

I've been reading a lot of blogs lately. And I feel a little lost and sad. In all those blogs that I read, they all have a hobby. They all have something they call their best and something that they like to do.

Some of them dance.

Some of them play music.

Some of them sing.

Some of them write really well.

Some of them design.

Some of them draw.

I know nothing. All I do is get angry at things. I don't have any particular likes or anything I do that I can call my best.

I don't write as well as others.

I can't dance for nuts.

I can't sing to save myself.

I can't draw to earn money.

I can't design as well as some of the other designers.

I can't play music 'cause my sense of rhythm is shit.

It scares me that I don't have a forte.

I don't have something that I can fall back on in the future.

I don't have something that I like doing best. All I know is to be angry and seek solace in others. I don't want to be this way.

I feel lost.

Toodles.