Noah Would Not Have Did It

Yes, you read it right. Noah would not have did it if he was afraid of getting lost. Or wait, they actually were lost, weren’t they? Feeling lost is an art, my friend! So is feeling afraid.

I’ll be honest—there have been so many moments in my life when I’ve felt completely, utterly lost. Like I was floating in the middle of nowhere with no clue where to go next. It’s funny how we’re never really taught how to deal with that feeling. I remember the first time I truly felt adrift. It wasn’t even a dramatic moment—no grand heartbreak or huge failure. It was just an ordinary day, and I looked around and thought, “Is this it? Is this all I’m supposed to be doing?” That question hit me like a storm, one I wasn’t prepared for.

But here’s what I’ve learned: being lost isn’t always a bad thing. It’s uncomfortable, sure. It’s confusing and sometimes downright terrifying. But it also means you’re searching for something. You’re moving, thinking, growing. The fear of the unknown isn’t there to stop you; it’s there to guide you. When I left college, I had no idea what I wanted to do. Everyone around me seemed to have their plans figured out—a career, a city, a purpose. Meanwhile, I was just trying to make it through the day without feeling like a total failure. The pressure to have it all together was suffocating.

But the funny thing is, life doesn’t wait for you to figure it out. It keeps moving, and so do you. Slowly, step by step, you start to piece things together. Not perfectly, no, nothing about this process is perfect. But you start to see patterns in the chaos, lessons in the uncertainty. And honestly, some of the best moments in my life have come from times when I didn’t know what the hell I was doing.

If you’ve ever felt this way—like you’re floating without an anchor—maybe it’s because the sea you’re navigating isn’t meant to be conquered but explored. And maybe the real win isn’t reaching the shore but learning to dance with the waves.

Because at the end of the day, it’s not about finding yourself. It’s about creating yourself, or weaving yourself, one uncertain, beautiful thread at a time.