back to reality
well that was a lovely vacation to Australia. Now it's back to reality and all those things which i was able to escape from for so long. I am glad i kept a journal while traveling and i'm even more glad that it wasn't digital. i took the time to write my thoughts by hand which i felt was much more personal and intimate despite the shakiness of the legibility due to rumbling buses or the rocking of a boat in the water. I feel reborn. Alive. Ready for the next step. But before that i need to take a look at what i need to leave behind to make the next step better than the last. Travel shows you a lot about yourself and others. I need to figure out what it showed me about myself and apply that to a strong finish to college and what i want next.
I applied for graduation the other day. I am still in disbelief. How is the dream already over? How quickly this time has gone. They always said it would be like this, that we would look back later and ask what happened with the last 4 years, 8 years, 20 years of our lives. I like to think i'm still making each year better. With a return to a double numbered year, i have a feeling 22 is going to have a lot in store for me.
Thanks to all you people out there still keeping this thing alive, even if it's only every once in a while like me. Keeps me connected to the good old days of AIM, Livejournal, Good Times, and Great Memories. Ties to the roots that have shaped me into the man i am today.
Much Love,
Karl
I applied for graduation the other day. I am still in disbelief. How is the dream already over? How quickly this time has gone. They always said it would be like this, that we would look back later and ask what happened with the last 4 years, 8 years, 20 years of our lives. I like to think i'm still making each year better. With a return to a double numbered year, i have a feeling 22 is going to have a lot in store for me.
Thanks to all you people out there still keeping this thing alive, even if it's only every once in a while like me. Keeps me connected to the good old days of AIM, Livejournal, Good Times, and Great Memories. Ties to the roots that have shaped me into the man i am today.
Much Love,
Karl