A Fresh Start
I've decided that I'm going to try to pick up writing in this thing again, but starting fresh.
I have a newfound obsession with health and fitness. I have no idea where it came from or what's driving it. We'll see how long it lasts.
I want to find one job that pays well and keeps me satisfied. I dislike the act of trying to juggle more than one commitment. I think it's what made me so unhappy all throughout University. I am so much more free and joyful now that I'm out of school. It's been an incredible transformation and I'm so grateful for it.
I have itchy feet. About a month ago I got a call from a close friend of mine who asked me to come to the hospital to meet his daughter. Experiences like that make me realize that I am stil so young and I still have so much that I want to do before I come even remotely close to settling down. Itchy feet. It's what his dad calls the desire to travel and have adventures. I have itchy feet.
Argentina, Brazil, Peru, Chile, Venezuala...unless I end up on a cruise ship, I think South America will be my next adventure.
I wonder if moving back to my mother's place would be worth it.
I depend so much on the freedom of my independence. Is that ironic?
It feels good to be journaling again.
I have a newfound obsession with health and fitness. I have no idea where it came from or what's driving it. We'll see how long it lasts.
I want to find one job that pays well and keeps me satisfied. I dislike the act of trying to juggle more than one commitment. I think it's what made me so unhappy all throughout University. I am so much more free and joyful now that I'm out of school. It's been an incredible transformation and I'm so grateful for it.
I have itchy feet. About a month ago I got a call from a close friend of mine who asked me to come to the hospital to meet his daughter. Experiences like that make me realize that I am stil so young and I still have so much that I want to do before I come even remotely close to settling down. Itchy feet. It's what his dad calls the desire to travel and have adventures. I have itchy feet.
Argentina, Brazil, Peru, Chile, Venezuala...unless I end up on a cruise ship, I think South America will be my next adventure.
I wonder if moving back to my mother's place would be worth it.
I depend so much on the freedom of my independence. Is that ironic?
It feels good to be journaling again.