Happy, nervous, confused. I mean, this could easily be the fresh start I’ve been waiting for. No, it is the fresh start that I’ve been in search for. I just need to let it be. I didn’t expect things to turn out like this, I remember being so focused on to doing psychology. Now I’m doing LLB at Law School. My parents are fucking proud, they always knew I’d be the one to carry on the family tradition. Hell, they all knew it. I didn’t.
I used to tell myself that becoming associates with law was always something forced, but maybe it was meant to be. As a passion? No. But maybe as my future.
I remember K telling me I’m too fair to be connected to Law. He said I’m destined to travel and search. I agree with him. This will always be a job to me. I’m far too tired. Lets see if this year goes by as fast and as exhausting as the rest.
The things we do just to stay alive.