I had this strangely unsettling feeling that I was without a clear goal.  Or any goal at all.  This lasted briefly until I remembered reading something about aimlessness.  Read about Aimlessness

  My unease dissipated.  I realized that I had a path.  But I’m happy right where I am.  I don’t want to be anywhere else.  There’s really nothing more I want.  Being without a goal is very liberating.  Once again, I’m brought back to my teacher’s first lesson to me, “Just be.”