Some days I feel buried. I am so excited about leaving, but I feel like life is dragging on. My visa came in yesterday and I was jumping up and down in my hallway. Now I am sitting in my kitchen drinking wine and trying to figure out which direction I am supposed to go in when I get back.
Decisions. The answer to all of the stupid questions in this life. Decisions. You have options, you just have to make the decision.
Hot damn, wine makes me feel so damn philosophicated. I made that up. Like a hybrid for philosophical and sophisticated.
No comments:
Post a Comment