Whatchagonnado?

just listening to bob marley's 'bad boys, bad boys, whatchagonnado, whatchagonnado, whatchagonnado when they come for you?'  catchy tune. 

just wondering the same thing myself...   whatchagonnado, stephen? 

as i wind up things at work in the next week or so, i will be moving on.  but to what? 

whatchagonnado, stephen?

in the big picture, finding interesting and fulfilling interests are going to happen.

whatchagonnado, stephen?

for now, i don't know exactly where i am headed.  the immediate seems overwhelming right now.

whatchagonnado, stephen?

people ask me about my plans.  whatchagonnado, stephen?  and i am not sure what to say.

whatchagonnado, stephen?

it reminds me of seniors getting ready to graduate.  those without firm offers are asked about their plans.

whatchagonnado, stephen?

and they just don't know.  and right now i just don't know.  i just don't know. 

whatchagonnado, stephen?

but the internal pressure to have 'plans' can be intense.  almost always, i have had plans.

whatchagonnado, stephen?

for now, nothing comes to mind.

whatchagonnado, stephen?

ok, so there is one thing.  i must rest my body and mind. 

whatchagonnado, stephen?

too much clutter in my noggin.  iz gonna try to clean some of it out.  that's what imgonnado!