Time

I think it's time for me to start writing again.
It's definitely a triggered decision but one that's well overdue and almost timely.

My life has been going through some interesting random changes and I really don't see it until one of my friends makes a comment like 'congratulations!' and I have to wonder what it is I've done.  Why would a friend of mine congratulate me now?  I haven't accomplished anything really...have I?

College ended and yet I'm still in school.  I almost thought I could finally cross off 'college education' off my list but I suppose that doesn't really work until I finish my Master's...or at least I'm hoping that really will get my mother off my back about education. I'm shooting for being done within 5 months but that's still pretty hopeful but maybe by my birthday I'll be done.

I finally feel drama free and yet I still manage to stir things up to get days like today where I really need a good punching bag. I spent about 12 hours of my day today steaming and at the end of it I finally figured out that I wasn't really mad at the person I was fuming at (although I was). I was really angry because I feel like in one particular aspect of my life, I am still exactly in the same state I was in 2 years ago and I'm afraid it's going to cost me something very vital.  I know how I got to where I got two years ago and I know that I will never do that again but even though I finally rid myself of that particular virus, I have not yet gotten rid of all the damage it incurred.

I am in a place in my life where my goals are changing.  I would really like to be at least without any open wounds if only somewhat scarred.

I'm doing my best to not focus too much on any one thing I want and just enjoy the ride.