What a precious moment in my life.
In three months, I’ll have the ability to pick up my life, move it wherever I want, do whatever I want, with whomever I want. Pressure is an understatement.
Part of me is nervous that I’m going to make the wrong decision, but it’s at times like these that I rely on God the most. If it were up to me, we all know that I would end up under a bridge somewhere eating Puffins and turkey bacon all the livelong day (Okay maybe not, but just roll with me here.)
All I’m trying to say is that being home these past few days has been quite the wakeup call. Oh life, why must you cause me to meander through so many deep thoughts/so many macro pictures of yellow flowers?
Have a beautiful weekend!