Thoughts on turning older

In a few weeks I will be a year older. I will be 24.

The 20s have been a disaster for me... One year just running into another and falling apart...At the end of the year, all seems to be useless and worthless. I am doing something here, but it seems that the end result is either going to be delayed for a long time or is going to be something that I do not care for.

It has also made me realize that I am undecided and oscillating, a condition that I enjoyed earlier and now regret. I thought it was good that I couldn't choose between what I want to do and what I would end up doing...

It's been disconcerting and troubling, this feeling that I have carried for more than a year and half. So the question still remains...what do I wanna do with my life?