I'm enjoying everything I am involved with and partaking in, but I am stretching myself and I know it. Maybe its because its my last term in school that I have partly over committed in multiple areas, or perhaps I just can't say No?
Now that I'm going head first into my final reading week ever, I'm starting to realize how fast school is moving along, how quickly certain events are coming, and how in disbelief I am that this time next year, I WON'T KNOW WHAT I WILL BE DOING!
To say I'm unsure of my future is a definite understatement. At the same time, there's an unspeakable joy bubbling inside of me for that next stage.
To think about what was going on this time last year... makes me question what in the world am I still doing here?
Dear Self, please enlighten me.
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