growing up

I do not know if the world is any different, but my attitude towards it has certainly changed.

I'm wondering how I could have felt so depressed just a couple of weeks ago. That mindset seems so distant from me right now.

I hope I am doing the right thing by moving to Chicago next semester. It's only a semester, and I'll be back here every week, but I am going to miss certain people. This is how it usually is when I am planning to leave somewhere--I don't anticipate missing the place so much as I do the people. In this case, I do feel that I'm doing the right thing--I think I'll have some great opportunities in Chicago, and I do think it will shake me out of some bad work habits I've picked up over the years (though I am starting to break those now). Hopefully I will make some new friends, strengthen some current friendships, and maintain the ones I already have. Overall, though, I feel like going there is part of me growing up. And you know, I feel like that's what has happened to me in the past month--I've had to grow up a bit. I've had to get over myself a little (though maybe you wouldn't know it from the blog). I've had to take certain problems less seriously (were they even problems to begin with?). I've had to realize myself--who I am, where I want to be, what I need to do to get there.

Things don't seem so desperate, so urgent, right now. I don't have to do everything at once. I don't have to be everything I want to be immediately.

I wonder how many opportunities are missed because people just won't speak up.

good night.