It's 2:22, and I'm up, and I don't think I'm ever going to fall asleep again tonight. My mind is everywhere. I keep thinking about people who are probably in deep slumbers at this moment, hardly aware that somewhere in the world, someone cares.
I'm listening to a really good playlist, or maybe I'm just in a really good mood these days, and that makes everything I listen to a little bit better than they actually are. School started last Monday, and I'm glad to say my fears and worries have been put to rest the moment I stepped into my first class.
I have no idea why I'm blogging right now. I don't even know what to blog about, but I have this inkling in me, making the tips of my fingers itch to type away, so that's what I'm doing right now. Maybe I'll just say there's no point in hiding from your fears. They either find you, anyway, or you're going to have to keep running from them forever. I chose the first one because I wanted it to be over, once and for all, and running would not have helped me accomplish anything.
I feel so much more responsible now than I was a year ago. I'm starting to see how a few drops of rain can drown you if you don't at least try to beat it or learn to dance in it. I've got a long way to go, but this is a start, and a good one at that. Yes, I'm late, but I wouldn't say I'm too late. I'm starting to believe that the idea of being "too late" may be a little bit absurd now. I think as long as you put yourself out there and tell the world what you want from it, then seize it, then you're never too late. It's never too late to fight for something when you know it can change your life forever.
If only I realized this sooner, then I'd be so different now. But I guess that's how things work. This was not where I wanted to be, but I'm here now, and I can happily say that I'm alright with it. I'm right where I should be. Here, now.