Next month is gonna be a big one for me. I turn 22, I graduate from college, and I begin the next chapter of the rest of my life. Scary, when you really think about it.
I could go anywhere. I could move to Chicago, Seattle, San Francisco. I could move to England, France, or Italy if I really wanted to. I could do anything. I could decide I actually want to be a chef. Or a photographer. Or maybe just a friend. I could get up and completely change my life so that it’s never the same.
It’s times like these that really make you stop and think: am I really happy with the way my life is going? Because right now I have the chance to stop and change it.
But then again, don’t we all?
8 notes, April 3, 2014