The real journey began when I realized that I wasn't satisfied. Everything I bought, everything I wore, everything I did to decorate my home I held up and compared to others. If it didn't match up, I wasn't satisfied. My real journey began when I sat in my therapist's office and he told me how important it is to live in the moment. To live in the present. To be content where God has me at any given moment.
Maybe you feel like you can't see your own hand in front of you. You can't see what's before you. You have no idea what tomorrow holds. You have no idea how you're ever going to get from point A to point D because you don't know what points B and C are.