Monday, March 28, 2011

Teeter Totter

Less than six weeks until graduation, and I am stressed as ever. Projects out the wahzoo, and post(post?)-grad plans rearing its ugly head, my brain is in a frenzy, but I seem to be lacking the energy to outrightly panic.

And while this time around, I'm much more focused and more certain of what I want, I still face the decision of which direction I'd like to go. There are less paths, and they are much narrower. But I still have make choices. And this is what plagues me. It's the decisions that make me anxious. Because I can see where I want to be, but I also want to remain open to life's possibilities.

It's a tricky balance.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Home, Sweet Home

I peered out the window of the airplane at Jax's poor excuse for a skyline. It can't begin to compare to New York's, but it's home. And nothing can compare to that.