it's been almost two years...
and things are so much better than I expected them to be. I have a job that I really like (granted, it's not what I went to school for but there are SO many opportunities within this company), a house that is MINE that we'll be moving into by the end of the summer, and I'm just generally content. Sure, there's some things I want to change and I'm definitely working on them. But for the most part, I'm really happy. I love the city I live in (even though it does have its problems, as any city does). I love going on long walks around the city and just checking out all the old homes. I love the Italian market that's two blocks away from my house. I love always having something that I can go and do. It might sound silly to some, but I do feel lucky to live here.
I'm going to be 25 in exactly two months. And I've come to the conclusion that while everything else is going good for me, I haven't exactly been enjoying my twenties to the fullest. I've sort of sheltered myself for fear of getting hurt. And that has to stop. I need to put myself out there. And I know that's not going to be easy. But if it means a better life for me, and enjoying what's supposed to be a great period in my life even more, I've got the strength for it. We'll see how that goes...
I'm going to be 25 in exactly two months. And I've come to the conclusion that while everything else is going good for me, I haven't exactly been enjoying my twenties to the fullest. I've sort of sheltered myself for fear of getting hurt. And that has to stop. I need to put myself out there. And I know that's not going to be easy. But if it means a better life for me, and enjoying what's supposed to be a great period in my life even more, I've got the strength for it. We'll see how that goes...