What am I to do next?

Life is an attitude. An opportunity to fill. An otherwise blank mind. That's how I emerged. Into the world. Into existence.  Squeezing out of the womb. With a totally blank mind. Ready to observe. But not yet ready to make sense of life. Of the world. Of me. Of everything. And here I am. Almost 80 years later.  Still trying to make meaningful sense of it all. I have a blog. A mostly senseless journal. Full of what I call broodings. Ponderings. Reflections. Inanities. That's me. All right. But then, maybe I'm not all right. Maybe I am lost. In a wilderness.  In a world I don't understand.  Not only that. Maybe I don't even understand myself. Tell me. Anyone. What am I to do next? --Jim Broede