I went for a casual dinner with a teacher I really respect, and halfway through, she asked me:
So what do you want to do?
There was a long pause. I started sipping my diluted iced lemon tea and then stirring and sipping again. My lips parted to say something but no words came. That shocked me to a certain degree, considering that I pride myself for knowing what I want in life. In my life, at least, no matter big or small.
But I had absolutely nothing to say.
I wanted to respond with:
I want to do what I want to do.
But what is it that I really want?