Published by

Eric A. Schmidt

I can’t put my finger on it but something is missing from my life.

I’m not complaining, just realizing. Something has been bothering me for awhile now and I haven’t figured out what it is. I haven’t spent much time thinking on it, I’ve spent that time filling my life with everything I can grab onto. I have a good life; my cup overfloweth as they say, but I still feel like I’m missing something and I don’t know what it is.