The final attempt to keep an honest record of my life. I can’t say it will always be easy to decipher my entries, but at least I can say they’re heartfelt and truthful.
I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. While everyone else has graduated, is moving onto better jobs, and marriages, and cooler places to live…I have yet to graduate, I’m moving home, and while I have a kick-ass job, I lack commitment in the relationship department. Some of this resistance comes from their end, and some of it comes from mine but…for different reasons.
I feel like the whole exercise is a waste.
