I’ll be my own dream-catcher.
Squeezing the last six or seven years of my life in boxes. It is so damn hard.
Hmmm, this has been going on for a while. Maybe it has something to do with hormones and shit. I’m in a sorry state trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. Some days, I feel like I have no ambition whatsoever. Some days, I feel like I’m reaching too far up. I want to be in love with what I’m going to do, even if the affair doesn’t last a long time. I can’t imagine doing something I don’t love even if it is just for a while. I’m too picky and too idealistic. Or maybe I just think too much.
I hope the wait is shorter this time.
Putting things into perspective, literally. Third day of fixing up our room. :) I wonder what ours would look like in the future.
I took the jump. I am going to jump further.
I am not a big fan of signs. But right now, I ask the Universe, if it isn’t too much, to give me a sign. Is this ideal? :)
Every opportunity is golden. Seize it! :)
What do I really want to do with my life? =))) I was always the type who knew what I wanted in life. I was always so sure. But now, I don’t even know where I stand. Only a few things make sense (and that includes you). Seriously re-evaluating my life. :O
Cheers to the change that is upon us. I hope everyone changes for the better. :)