So, small town life is really eating on me. The uncertainties that lie ahead are equally as wearing. While I recognize that the possibilities are endless, I feel as though the number of possibilities keep decreasing on a daily basis. Mostly because I a) don't think I'm good enough or b) don't feel up to writing a thousand essays. Also, c) I'm really hoping the grad school thing will work out, though I'm not entirely confident it will. I hate my lack of confidence. Any pointers on how to recover this?
At any rate, work goes. I'm doing what I can, but I can't wait to move forward. I know that I need to focus on this stage, and get stuff done (which I will), but I also feel like I'm ready to move on. There are several things I can do, but the key is bullshitting. Or something.
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