Midnight madness
Aka nagging thoughts before going to bed.
I don't know if thi happens to everyone, but I always always tend to have this... feeling of anxious excitement (or possibly excited anxiousness) whenever I think about the future. Not in the sci-fi sense where you try to imagine what the world would look like in a couple of decades or so, more like, whenever you have an exam, you get this excitement for that last stroke of your pen when you write down your final answers know that after that last effort, it will be done. Honestly I still don't know if I'm making a lot of sense, but anyway, the point is, I'm eagerly anticipating the end of my... uh, Germany arc. Not because I want it to be over, (Lord knows I am loving it here so far) but because, well, there is something in particular I am very much looking forward to. And no, it's not my degree.
I guess what I'm really trying to say is that I have come to the realization (or acceptance, more of) that you priorities do change as you get older, and now I find myself basically torn between my wants and needs. Oh and of course my family's as well. I suppose now I am simply trying to psyche myself up for that time when I do have to make the decision that will ultimately change the direction my life will go. A decision which poses not a yes or no question, but rather a when and where. And maybe a how too. But a when, first and foremost. Most definitely a when.
Watch out for it in 2012. If the world doesn't end then. (Probably won't by the way)
I don't know if thi happens to everyone, but I always always tend to have this... feeling of anxious excitement (or possibly excited anxiousness) whenever I think about the future. Not in the sci-fi sense where you try to imagine what the world would look like in a couple of decades or so, more like, whenever you have an exam, you get this excitement for that last stroke of your pen when you write down your final answers know that after that last effort, it will be done. Honestly I still don't know if I'm making a lot of sense, but anyway, the point is, I'm eagerly anticipating the end of my... uh, Germany arc. Not because I want it to be over, (Lord knows I am loving it here so far) but because, well, there is something in particular I am very much looking forward to. And no, it's not my degree.
I guess what I'm really trying to say is that I have come to the realization (or acceptance, more of) that you priorities do change as you get older, and now I find myself basically torn between my wants and needs. Oh and of course my family's as well. I suppose now I am simply trying to psyche myself up for that time when I do have to make the decision that will ultimately change the direction my life will go. A decision which poses not a yes or no question, but rather a when and where. And maybe a how too. But a when, first and foremost. Most definitely a when.
Watch out for it in 2012. If the world doesn't end then. (Probably won't by the way)