Loose lips sink ships.

Finished

I am done.
I wrote my last final yesterday morning.
Not just my last final, but my last final.
As in the last of my degree.
It seems so surreal to me.
Just yesterday I was driving out to my first year.
It's crazy to think about that whole first year at St. Pete's
And then the following three in the city.
I feel like I am not ready to actually be done university
But then at the exact same time I feel like I am totally ready.
Ready for the next great thing.

Time for Me

I want to fill my days with walks, fresh air, park benches, journals, music, people-watching, bike-riding, travelling, meeting new people, reading, writing, smiling, and learning.

Keep Trekkin'

Gotta keep going
But every morning it's the same thing:
My bed is so warm and comfy and safe and squishy
And the world outside of it is
Scary and noisy and stressful and hard.

Eighteen more days then it's on to something new.

No Fear

"She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future."

-- Proverbs 31:25

Go

"For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go.  

I travel for travel's sake.  

The great affair is to move."

-- Robert Louis Stevenson

Mind Over Matter

"Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent."

-- Eleanor Roosevelt

Good Friday

"Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do."

Luke 23:34