2015, the new year.
As I sit back and quietly contemplate the last couple years, I get lost for a second.
I can't help but feel as though 2014 was the worst.
I've never felt more confused and scared in my life.
What's next?
Is a question that I find myself asking more and more frequently as the days pass.
When will it come?
Follows that question each time I ask it.
Be patient, I try to remind myself.
Because after all, patience is indeed a virtue.
So as 2015 looms in the distance, I will think a lot about the things I need to change.
Because I know that there are a lot of them.
Not the things that I want to happen, but the things I know I have control over.
And I will take this year as it comes to me, hoping it lies in my favor for once.
I can't help but feel as though 2014 was the worst.
I've never felt more confused and scared in my life.
What's next?
Is a question that I find myself asking more and more frequently as the days pass.
When will it come?
Follows that question each time I ask it.
Be patient, I try to remind myself.
Because after all, patience is indeed a virtue.
So as 2015 looms in the distance, I will think a lot about the things I need to change.
Because I know that there are a lot of them.
Not the things that I want to happen, but the things I know I have control over.
And I will take this year as it comes to me, hoping it lies in my favor for once.