I am almost a half- month into my new life... Its going pretty good...
Of course, it sucks not having hot breakfast prepared by my mum ready for me when I wake up... Fending for myself is a whole new experience and honestly, its not so bad...
Im enjoying coming to work every morning... getting up early, foraging for breakfast, catching the bus.... its all an adventure!
I never thought I was going to find a line of work where I felt comfortable with myself.... and at the risk of jinxing it I can seriously say that I have a strong feeling that this job will bring me the niche that I am looking for in my life....
I have my dreams... I want to see them take wings..... and Im scared.... terrified even...
I sometimes lie awake at night wondering what my future will hold...searching for the answer in the darkness of my room...
I want to learn... I want to grow... and in my naivete- I wish I could one day possess everything my heart desires....
I yearn for this wish to come true.... I am being guided along a path... but the end is nowhere near in sight and the road covered in mist.... I just have to keep moving forward- with complete faith in myself- and hope that when I finally reach the end of that road I should be able to leave it with a contented smile on my face.....
