Today, a decision was made: I feel both relief and slight panic. The former I attribute to the fact that I’m no longer haunted by the urgency of making a difficult decision, whereas the latter probably took place thanks to the prospect of post-Au-Pair-life cluelessness.
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Still, I'm happy; I’m proud of the path I have chosen to follow. It is certainly not the one I had envisioned for myself, but I trust it to be the right one.
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I don't mean to sound contradictory. It is just that, as the popular saying goes, "things [always] happen for a [good] reason." I can grasp this despite the fact that I not always comprehend the mystic rationale behind it.
1 comment:
what's going on? What was your choice?
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