So life has come a long way since I last blogged, and yet I'm still in the exact same spot... sort of. It seems like life is always so full of choices. Choices that I don't want to be making. Big ones, small ones, meaningless ones, and dumb ones. When did I get old enough to have to be making all of these choices. The worst part of it is that it's only going to get more difficult and more complicated. The choices are only going to get bigger and the consequences are going to get more extreme. What I wouldn't give to go back to the good days of deciding whether I wanted P.B. and J. for lunch or Turkey sandwich. If only my life was that simple.
But even with all my frustration with school and all the choices I have in front of me. I seem to be happy mostly. Good days are starting to out number the bad and life seems to continue to trail along even if I get left behind.
1 comment:
I know what you mean. I remember having to start paying what I thought of as "bills," and I thought, "No way, I'm not a real adult!" Good luck!
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