About a week ago I wrote this and since then opportunities for adventures have come and gone, my summer is a decision in the making. My future is taking shape in the form of being okay with not knowing where I'm going, just so long as I make myself happy and live as much as I can. There's some sort of comfort in this uncertainty, in the freedom of all that could happen; but there's also impatience as I obsessively check screens for signs of a new home this summer. I hope to leave this home and find it everywhere else. I cannot discover the world soon enough, I am itching in my day job and leaving fingernails wherever I go.
To future unknown adventures.
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