A 20-Something Crossroads
Journal writing always brings back fond memories of transition. I was hanging out at my place this past summer thinking about how I got to where I am today, about how when I was 25 I had no idea how to get to where I wanted to be...I only knew that I needed to get out of Dogde (New York for me) sooner than later if I was going to retain my sanity and attain happiness. My one drawback to leaving that day, of course, was my girlfriend...she didn't want to go. I knew, however, that I needed to go. I tried talking her into coming, but that didn't work. And so it goes. All things happen for a reason, I guess...I met my wife in Colorado the first week I got there :) |