Could this song represent my situation any better?

It took only one evening of sitting in bed with my face to the wall and wallowing in dark thoughts to get over it.

So from now on, I'm done with guys. The end. Because I'm just sick of dating, trying, hoping, flirting, being brave, wondering, etc. I'm officially on sabbattical from men. Until further notice.

I am still wishing I had a purpose to my life, however. And I want to know what my strengths and talents are. You know? I would like to be able to say, "hey, I'm good at that. I'm going to to it."

But I honestly don't know what they are. For one thing, I'm not creative. I'm saying that mostly to myself, because I hate the subsequent stress that comes along with people telling me I'm creative. If I'm so darn creative, how come I'm always at a loss when I want to write a story? Dude, I'm going to have to let the writing dream go; at least the one where I'm a famous novelist.

And I always hear that I'm nice. Yeah, these people can't tell the difference between nice and nice on the surface. What I am is called a hypocrite.

I truly want to know what I'm good at. I'm hoping that the answer is not that I'm pretty much skill- and talent-less.

Maybe it's time to go spend some more time staring at the wall...

Song on my life soundtrack: This Time The Dream's On Me, Johnny Mercer (but sung by Alison Krauss)

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