I feel as if I have come to crossroads.
Multiple directions.
Erratic thoughts.
One way in which to turn.
But which?
The fact is, I'm just plain scared that I'm going to lose all passion for what I'm doing. I want to learn, but at the moment, it just doesn't feel right. University is a big place. But the world is even bigger. I just have this undying urge to run away and explore, you know?
That feeling of relief, when you know that you are exactly where you want to be and know exactly where you're going... I've never felt that before. And I'm scared that I never will.
I like the idea of spontaneity; living life 'on the edge', taking each day as it comes, breathing each breath as if it's your last. The fact is however, in the grand scheme of things,
I'm
really
not
that
spontaneous.
I can work on that however, because you see,
I'm only young right?
I have all this time.
I can do whatever I choose.
I'm free.
My mother always tells me that 'everything happens for a reason.'
If I have any faith at all, it is in that statement.
'It's all written,' she says.
And I believe her.
Everything will be fine and dandy.
You've just gotta have faith, faith, faith baby.
Yeah?
Yes.
