I don’t know what I’m doing. Then again, who does?
Somehow I graduate next year. I don’t feel ready, but at the same time, I can’t wait to get out of university and into the real world.
I’ve had four years to find myself. I still need more time to figure out who I am.
Obviously, I want to have an open mind. But I’d love to be able to work with words. After all, I enjoy reading, writing, blogging.
I tell myself if I want to stand a chance at any career, I have to be my best self. I also feel like I’ll have to work harder than most to get my foot in the door. Regardless, I will choose and pursue the right career path for myself, not anyone else.
In my opinion, what’s on your mind all the time says a lot about who you are, what you want.
I’m a writer. I want to write.