I so need a compass sometimes. Some little gadget that can help me, show me where to go next. How to proceed. Where to step and how to step, step lightly because the road is just covered with fresh green grass and blossoming flowers or carefully, because a hidden dark abyss lie ahead. But there is no compass.
There's only little broken fragments of what would be a compass, your conscience, your family, moral values, friends.... God..., but somehow, sometimes neither one of them seems enough. In those moments when your confidence is broken and suffers terribly from past bitter moments, when you don't know if it's humiliation and failure or success that awaits for you around that sharp bend on the road; in those lonely, dark moments your broken compass is never enough.... Either way the steps must be made, your feet most be forced.... Are you scared? Of course! But you have to keep on going. You have to keep moving forward. And eventually you will realize that your broken compass for as much as it can't lead you all the way through and reveal a clear definite destination for you it will be there as the best support system there is. Not bad for a broken compass! But then again maybe it was never really broken. Maybe it was truly delivering you to your destination: in the open arms of those that love you and that will be there for you no matter what steps you make, no matter how many times you fall... So cherish your 'broken compass' it will lead you to a priceless treasure like no other.
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