Tonight marks the end of one part of my life and the beginning of the next. I have a plethora of thoughts running through my head but I’m finding it difficult to put it into words. There’s excitement and curiousity about what’s to come, but also a bittersweet nostalgia of all the things that I’ve experienced since I graduated from university.
The last half year or so has not been easy. Looking back, I know that I should have made different decisions and should have handled it better. I do not know how my friends humored me for all that time, but I am grateful for them.
I went through a couple of life lessons and, hopefully, learned from them. Learned not to make the same mistakes again and to take responsibility for all that I do.
I won’t go into detail because the details no longer matter. It’s all over now; it’s time to move on.
I have moved on from so many things in my life. Each move, each goal post that I achieved just leads me to the next thing to do. Funny thing is, I am not tired of it. I’m doing all the things I’m suppose to be doing.