Your highs and lows this year.
Highs this year.
1. I overcame my fear of being alone.
2. I finally hauled my derrière to Med School.
3. I fell in love, with stuff, not people.
4. I finally understand love.
5. I have amazing friends.
Everyday I allowed my insecurities to get the better of me.
My year, to me has been in the middle, no really discernable peaks of extreme sadness or extreme joy. I know that everyday I wake up sound with nothing missing is a high, and I’m grateful for that.
Peace, Love and Starbucks.
Posted from the little cave with wi-fi I live in.