So many choices

I woke up this morning, like every morning, trying to think of what I dreamt of. After that, I look in the mirror, like always, then take a hot shower. As I drift away from my dreaming, I then ask what do I want to do in my future. I have always thought of my future. It's not like I only look forward though. I am a realist. I guess that's just the way my mind works. I think to myself, "Should I leave the navy, go to college with all the money from the new G.I. Bill? Should I switch jobs to maybe Intelligence, or possibly Aerography? Or should I just get away from society and go live in an ecovillage, or backpack across the globe." After my shower, I start to get ready for workout, and then my mind drifts into another mode. Maybe tomorrow, I will make a decision.