No one ever told me my twenties would be the craziest time of my life (well, thus far). I have been writing more lately, and that is because I generally write for the followig reasons:

• I’m stressed
• I’m frustrated/angry/sad
• I’m feeling particularly creative or enlightened
• I’m trying to make a decision

and I have been all of these things in the past few weeks.

I don’t want to feel like I have to make a career decision right now and that is it –forever.I feel like I always have to have an answer so that others will see I have been intelligent enough with my decisions and my future.

If I take away all things external; what I am left with is this:

• I want to love and be loved.
• I want to be helping and productive and appreciated.
• I want to see people, places, and objects for their good qualities.
• I want to always be optimistic. Always.
• I want to believe in my own strength and rely on my strengths to be successful.
• I want to be successful under my own terms and only my own terms.
• I want to be happy, confident, trustworthy, and honest.