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And the sage continues . . . move home and live with my parents and pay off debt and then have no prospects once I pay off debt or stay here and have little to no money to pay off debt and work for the man. What do I do? What do I do? What is right? What is wrong? Are either right/wrong? Either/or? Both/and? What is important is what we do with the time that has been given to us. What am I doing? Am I happy? Am I fulfilled? Am I operating out of my passion and my heart? Or am I surviving? Getting by because its what you're supposed to do? Is going a home an escape or is it the right thing to do? How do you know? How do you discern? How do you not get frustrated with the process of trying to figure out life? Of finding direction? What if God's voice isn't clear as it has been for other things? What do you do then? I'm emotional right now. I'm not going to lie. How do I seperate emotions from reality? Can I? Should I? Somehow I can not escape the reality that if I don't do something now and do the right thing, I'm going to end up regretting and dealing with the consequences for the next few years. And somehow I can not get away from the pipe dream I have of thinking life would make much more sense and be much easier were I living in Coasta Rica or Hawaii or some other island paradise selling sno-cones, renting sailboats, and making wooden hand crafts that go on necklaces and in your window sill, such as the ever present coconut carving of a gorilla face that is a candle votif.