What Now?

I am less than a week old in my post-college graduate years.

So when do I go back to school?

Okay. I admit it. This is scary. Everyone is thinking it and this might be stating the obvious. The real world, full of responsibilities, pressures, loss, gain, constant change, is a place I had mentally been putting off being a member of. (Ew, I just ended a sentence with a preposition). Though, the scariest part would have to be the uncertainty of whether or not I will ever see those who I have come to love. In case any of you did not already know, my wannabe standoffish persona hides a deep connection to people. Without those people, those rocks, I tend to fall apart. Two nights ago saw a freak out moment. On the plus side, looking to the future now seems to be decorated with random streetlights - the kind that turn on and off as they see fit - instead of shrouded in complete darkness. Is that a little cynical? I have been watching House for a few hours. Fine, you caught me, more than a few hours.

Time to get a job, and get off this blog.

Til next time...