I’m up in the air,
Choices drifting by me everywhere
And I can’t find the one
That would help me do the work I’ve left undone,
‘Cause I’m up in the air.

I’m making some plans,
Finding out there’s always new demands.
And I can’t be precise
When people ask me what I’m doing with my life.
I say, “It’s up in the air.”

I’m hearing from friends.
It’s that tired, old advice again:
“You just cannot keep floating all around,
Oh, you got to get your feet back on the ground.”
But it’s hard to come down
When you’re up in the air.

Da, da da da da da
Da, da da da da da
Daaaa, daaa, daaa, da da da
Mmm

I’m travelling in my car,
Always lost, though I don’t go that far.
I find that I can live most anywhere.
Everyone I meet has so much they can share.
But I don’t settle down
‘Cause I’m up in the air.

I’m thinking of my past,
The comfort in my home that couldn’t last.
Now my family tells me work for your success
And they want to see me find some happiness.
But I’m not sure where that is
‘Cause I’m up in the air.

I’m talking with my peers,
Listening to them tell their inner fears.
Some have lives that haven’t gone the way they planned,
And some are trapped in situations they can’t stand.
But I don’t want the same for me
So I stay up in the air.

Da, da da da da da
Da, da da da da da
Daaaa, daaa, daaa, da da da
Mmm

I’m out in the woods,
Something here does my heart so good.
I breathe the air and I know that I’m alive.
And I stare at all the birds as they fly by.
I guess it all goes down to them
‘Cause they’re up in the air…

(Up In The Air – Kevin Renick from the movie Up in the Air)
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Even though this song is more relevant for people who are traveling all the time. But, somehow I can relate to this a lot. Each verse is what happens to me daily. I don’t travel a lot, but I do bounce around from one thought to another, you know the one… inspirational thought that you think will revolutionize your life. I have had so many of them. I just don’t know what to do with my life right now. Here Income Tax book is open and I don’t know anything contained in it. I don’t think I can either. Exams are so close, no hope of passing. And… frankly, it isn’t even bothering me. I just want to get over with it. Too much pressure. I like swinging from thought to thought. I like spreading each one of them. I like writing about them. I just want to do that. I want to see more movies, I learn a lot from them. More food for thought. See, that is what I do, I substitute thought for action. And even though its not enough, I like that. And at the end of it all, isn’t life doing what you like? Isn’t that the happiness we are all searching for? I just want to be up in the air…