I woke up this morning with a huge smile on my face. Not because I woke up to a bank account trembling with zeroes and commas. Not even because I woke up beside the one I love the most. I woke up this morning with a huge smile on my face because of the fact that I woke up. That type of appreciation for life has never dawned on me before, so it took me by surprise.
My happiness was actually awkward.
This is a moment in life that should never take as long as 22 years to come upon. Yesterday, I turned 22, and still had no feeling of growth or change about myself. This morning, however, I woke up knowing who I am and where I am going to arrive in the near future. I never thought too deeply about direction, simply because I always felt lost in my own space.
Of course there are things that I would love to accomplish. But, never before had I truly sat down and calculated the moves I needed to make to get there. I guess it is called maturity. I am finally a mature young woman with goals in mind (and a five-year plan in the works J ). You should be proud of me.
I’ve made a mental step towards becoming the most desirable woman on the planet. I’ve already got the physical 80% covered. Oh, come on. There is always room for improvement.
