It seems like we’re always waiting for something.
Waiting for an answer, for a direction, for an open door. We’re waiting for the right person, the right opportunity, the right words.
I think I’m just tired of waiting, of wondering. Of thinking that one day we’re all just going to wake up and have it figured out; what we’re supposed to do and who we’re supposed to be. And that suddenly, we will possess the bravery to do it.
I don’t know what you’re waiting for, but if it’s a sign you’re in need of…consider this yours.
You’re never going to be ready. You’re never going to have the perfect answers and the color-coded map that is a guarantee you won’t get lost. Not making a decision is making one–I’ve learned that this year if I’ve learned nothing else. If you refuse to choose, to change, to try, to explore; you’ve…
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