It's Christmas time again already. I can't believe what's happened this year. I'm going to be honest and say: there are a number of things I would've done differently. But I can't change my past. That has been one of the most important lessons I've learned.
I've changed and I like it.
"I guess that's what happens in the end, you start thinking about the beginning."
-Anonymous
A lot of things have changed since this time last year. I'm grateful. Its something I can't explain and it wouldn't make any sense if I tried to tell someone how I got to this point. A person would not think the road I just stepped off of, chapter I just ended, would lead to this state of mind.
I'm no longer sticking to the main roads that are now becoming unfamiliar to me;
I'm exploring the wilderness. I'm not confined to the bound pages of books anymore; I'm
writing on anything that'll get my thoughts in smudges of ink down.
I'm looking forward to this new season because it's only just started. I'm interested in seeing what I'll find and what will happen.
