One day at a time
I’m discovering more and more that being 21 is the age you kind of want to get through rather then enjoy. It’s the prime year where you discover yourself, and I’m learning that 22 is going to be another learning phase. I’m still contemplating whether or not to take classes, I guess my motivation level is at an ultimate low. If I could afford it, I would prefer to take design classes, but I’m honestly unsure, and I have exactly three weeks to figure it out before the new semester starts. Why does time have to fly by, and why does my life feel like it’s at a stand still. I’m starting goals for myself, I love sewing and I’m contemplating if this is something I want to do career wise, although it is something I love I’m unsure if it will pay the bills and prolong me in a constant job. My goal is to figure whether or not to take classes next semester, lot’s of research to be done…I know I can do it.
