I’m okay with being lost.
I don’t have to know where I’m going, or how I’m going to get wherever. I don’t have to worry about when I’ll see whoever and when I’ll earn whatever.
Just had a friend tell me he was feeling lost in life and I kinda realised that I imagine myself to have progressed past that point but I really haven’t progressed, I only changed my attitude to being lost. Happily lost I would say, but taking care to ensure that my attitude and direction are correct and moving slowly toward an indeterminate goal.