Wanderlust wandering

Or should I say wanderlost

To know yet not know what I want

So many paths I could go down yet unsure which to choose

All the while time ticks on

Life is moving before my eyes and I feel stuck

Stuck in motion

Spinning out of control

To live a life travelling 

Nomadic for the future

Or settle into the hustle culture

Find an apartment in the city to call home

Fall in love with a lover

Or get swept up in the haze

Lost in the romanticism 

Of my daily attributing life 

So many options

Which to pick?

Choose blindly

And follow the guides til home feels warm and still