Failure is not learning from our mistakes.
Disregard the previous entry. Didn't work out so well. Things are good though. Things are working out, slower than I wish, but they're working.
Today I shed a tear of joy, of relief. I believe that today really marks the end of an era. The last five years have been fun. I've met and grown to know a lot of wonderful people. I've also met some less than "nice" people. I've learned valuable lessons and came to discover my own naievity in certain areas of life. Though I'm still not exactly on the path that I would like to be, I can finally feel myself moving in the right direction. And even if it takes awhile, I am relatively content.
(on a side note, my Phoebe is licking the couch. Her raspy little tongue against microfiber is similar to nails on a chalkboard. Why she's licking the couch. . . ?)
Today I shed a tear of joy, of relief. I believe that today really marks the end of an era. The last five years have been fun. I've met and grown to know a lot of wonderful people. I've also met some less than "nice" people. I've learned valuable lessons and came to discover my own naievity in certain areas of life. Though I'm still not exactly on the path that I would like to be, I can finally feel myself moving in the right direction. And even if it takes awhile, I am relatively content.
(on a side note, my Phoebe is licking the couch. Her raspy little tongue against microfiber is similar to nails on a chalkboard. Why she's licking the couch. . . ?)