In a world of my own making

These past few weeks have been interesting ones for me.

All at once, the realization that I am growing up has never been more real. I've just celebrated my 22nd birthday, I graduate in December, and for the first time in my life, I have absolutely no idea what I am going to do after that. For the first time, I don't have everything all figured out. And that's both exhilarating and terrifying.
Suddenly, I have to make some huge life decisions and be responsible for the adult that I now am. I can't rely on my parents, or my friends, or anyone else--it's just me.

Sometimes I just wish I could go back to being a kid, and not have to figure out anything more difficult than which book to read before bedtime or which toy to buy at the store. Things were simpler then, and it's funny, because all I wanted back then was to grow up.
And now here I am, standing on the brink of adulthood, and I'm not sure I'm strong enough to jump. But that's how everyone feels from time to time, isn't it? I hope so.

I hope as I get closer to graduation and real adulthood, I'll develop that strength. I've always been good at taking chances--almost to a fault at times--and so I've got to be ready for taking more.

So here I go. I'm ready to jump.
And I hope life is ready to catch me.

*Take a listen to this song by Night Beds: