Dependency

I’m turning 29 in a few months and I feel like I’m getting nowhere. I’ve often labeled myself as lost to hide the fact that I’m simply a coward. I’ve always known what I want. I’ve always known where I want to be. I’ve always known who I want to be. I just don’t know why I can’t get my ass to move and start reaching for those damn stars.

I hope Paulo Coelho knew what he’s saying when he wrote, “When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” Maybe that’s the problem. I’m too dependent on the universe to give me what I want without actually working for it. Help.