Babbling
I feel so strange tonight. I have sold my soul to the devil and I kind of like it. I cannot go indepth about it, but I feel so strangely calm and collected. I sit here writing this and I don't know why I am doing it. Maybe because it was my last day at my home store and I am missing all my people more than a lot. Maybe it is because I feel that life is coming to a major changing point, and I don't know which highway to take. Maybe it's because I feel that I am going to have a make a major decision sooner or later and I am scared to have to make such a choice. I just don't know.
What I do know is that I am 23 years old, on the verge of paying off debt, and in no time I am going to be back on my feet and ready to take on whatever the world has to throw at me. I feel as though I can take on anything now, but it'll be nice once the little added pressures are off me. I am making many difficult decisions everyday, and some may not be the smartest, but I am making them that way because I feel that is what I want/need to do. No matter what happens to me from here on out, I know that no matter how bad things may get, they can never be as bad as the once were. Everyday is a new day, and you never know when your time will expire, so you have to live each day like it was your last, and worry about the little things tomorrow.
What I do know is that I am 23 years old, on the verge of paying off debt, and in no time I am going to be back on my feet and ready to take on whatever the world has to throw at me. I feel as though I can take on anything now, but it'll be nice once the little added pressures are off me. I am making many difficult decisions everyday, and some may not be the smartest, but I am making them that way because I feel that is what I want/need to do. No matter what happens to me from here on out, I know that no matter how bad things may get, they can never be as bad as the once were. Everyday is a new day, and you never know when your time will expire, so you have to live each day like it was your last, and worry about the little things tomorrow.


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