I wrote this just a day after my birthday. Maybe because now I’m over one fifth century year old, I’m starting to think about my future. In just a few years I’ll be having my quarter life crisis, though I refuse to start having stress over it now.
I just started college this year, I have no money, no special accomplishment, no lover, no beauty, no nothing. Sometimes I wonder if I might be having a self-esteem problem.
But on the bright side, I have loving parents, a few really good friends, a roof over my head, internet connection to post this journal, a food in my fridge and some chocolate bars.
Considering, I think I’m pretty happy at this point of my life. I am very insecure of what the future may bring, but I believe God has His plan and as long as I just keep persevering, someday I would be where I want to be. Though right now I’m not quite sure where that exactly is. I think it’s one of those things you just kinda figure out along the way.
So, I’m just going to enjoy the ride. Brace when the storm is coming and dance when it’s raining. Then I could truly grateful when the sun finally comes.