So I just turned the big 2-3 last week.
It's been tumultuous week, mostly because I wasn't ready to be 23. That number just sounds so old, doesn't it?
What have I done in my 23 years?
I think my problem might be that I don't have any goals right now. Or that my goals are very ambiguous, like "get a job." What kind of goal is that? Gosh.
My goal was to graduate nursing school, but now that it's so close I'm scared. There, I said it. Scared.
And now that it's out, I can get over it.
"Thus saith the Lord that made thee, and formed thee from the womb, which will help thee; Fear not." Isaiah 44:2
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