I have my moments. When I am just too tired to express my thoughts clearly. Right now is one of those moments. Tomorrow, I will wake up and pull the covers over my head. When will it end?
I wonder where I will be? I am 29 years old. I hold three degrees. I am living in a temporary situation, in a house that is not mine. I am sick of this. I want to move on.
I tried Willamette and just didn't feel like I was all there. Like, it was not the place for me to be.
What do I want out of life?
What are my passions?
What does success mean to me? Success means doing something that I am passionate about for a career, that I look forward to and that makes me happy. Surrounding myself with positive people and feeling that I have accomplished what I set out to
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Sunday, January 24, 2010
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