Tonight, I applied to graduate; I hope this doesn't mean it's time to grow up, and leave this dream I call grad school. It's like... every morning, I wake up, and I am so comfortable in bed. I never want to get up and face the day. Every day, I am glad I did. I hope it's like that, after school... I'm comfortable in school, but I hope I'll be glad I decided to get up and see how beautiful the day is, outside.
I'm still not sure where I'm going, or what I'm doing, but I know that I'm slowly starting to wake up and stretch. Thankfully, I'm still in the stage where I can look at the time, and go back to sleep for a while... For that, I am very grateful.
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