The mother of all questions (as of now, at least!)

Ah!..Through with yet another dreary day. Its 11 pm and here i'm furiously typing away on the keyboard of this rickety old computer. Well, i just put in my resignation in the company where i've been working for the last 2.5 years. This was an organisation which i loved and still love. Then why did i resign?. My erstwhile boss popped this question when i told him of my decision. What was my response?. No, no, no. Nothing wrong with the salary i was drawing. Neither was there a problem with my boss. Nor was there anything wrong with the job profile. Well, i guess, i just burned out. No longer did i wake up all bright eyed and bushy tailed expecting to work wonders in the morn. Instead more often than not i was just going through the motions.

Anyways, the thing that is bothering me is a more fundamental question that i was asked by my ex-boss, "Do you know your destination?".

Fortunately,(for me) his phone rang just then and saved me from answering the question then, but the question still lingers, like a nagging wife who just found out about your drinking habit, like a rabid canine who has plunged his teeth into your leg and refuses to part without a piece of your flesh, like a love-lorn Romeo who cannot forget his now-happily-married-to-someone-else-Juliet!. The similies are never-ending and so is the question.. Hope the morrow has answers that would cleanse my sorrow..