Remembering my happiness.

Things have finally started happening, and I almost can't believe it. I've spent two years (plus some) living in a kind of haze of second-guessing. Am I at the right school? Am I focusing on the right things? Was leaving home a good decision? Should I move back?

Now I know: I've been doing the right thing all along.

My life is really starting to pick up. I have a roommate who is completely insane (not joking), but I stay out a lot. I'm picking out things I want to learn and books I want to read. I can't wait for the next big thing!