
Everyone keeps saying “This is the year!” and “This year are going to be different!” but not me. Usually I am right on that bandwagon, the rush of something new, that feeling like you can do anything! That hope that maybe you’ll do all the things you keep saying you’re doing that you just haven’t had a reason to start yet…

But I don’t think this year is going to be my year, I’ve accepted that. Maybe it’ll be the year I start to figure out my plans… but it won’t be the year I make any of them happen. It won’t be the year anything really changes. I just have no idea what I’m even working towards anymore. I hope I figure something out, but it’s just been so confusing that I don’t feel like I’m gonna get there anytime soon.