For the last decade of my life, I feel like I’ve been searching for a destination… but each time I think I get there, I see that it’s actually a mirage… and I look ahead to the next one. I know I’m not the only one who does this — there are a million quotes about “living each day as if it were your last” and “life is a journey, not a destination”. What I can’t figure out is how to change the way I view things. How do I stop and appreciate every precious moment I have?
I’ve started going to church again. Well, if two Sundays counts as “going” 
In the past, I’ve had a negative view of church because I feel like people use it to “get into heaven” or they are hypocrites and think they can behave however they like, as long as they ask for forgiveness. I also don’t like the exclusion around sexual orientation, among other things. BUT, the church I’ve been going to is very “open”, for lack of a better word. They have not said anything that made me feel uncomfortable being there… so that’s a start.
I guess I’m hoping to see that there is more to life than just the day to day tasks that occupy most of my time.
Our office building is conducting a fire drill… it’s really loud.
