Direction

I need directions.
For life.
For where exactly I'm staying (next weekend. a year from now, two years from now)
For where I'm going to go (in life, next Saturday evening, church next Sunday)
For when I'm leaving (this stage of life, next Friday)
I'll be taking a mini-vaycay next weekend (meet me in St. Louis, Louis). People have been hinting that I need a vacation, but I'm not sure what I need a vacation from. However, the closer next weekend gets, the more I realize that I can't see the forest for the trees right now. I don't need a vacation, but I need to retreat so I can gain perspective.
Preparation for this mini-vaycay seems to be my life in general in several ways. It is giving me hope that maybe God will reveal something to me on this trip. If He doesn't, it'll be OK, at least I was among friends.