Since when is it almost August? What the trash happened to summer???
This summer has flown by like they used to when I was five and spent all day running around in the yard and jumping into the pool. And speaking of being five, since when am I 20? Since when do I work for a real magazine where people actually want to read what I write and care about what I’m saying. Sure its mostly fluffy lifestyle pieces but it’s almost as fun as running around in your little mermaid swimsuit all day.
So I’m sitting here in the junk pile of random crap that has become my room and simultaneously I feel as if I’m not doing enough and that I’m doing way too much. My social life right now is that of a hermit, but I love my job and my internship and being a contributing writer for a magazine. Which is a lot right? But shouldn’t I be doing something more? Maybe. And right behind this statement comes the question I ask myself just about every week: What the crap am I doing with my life?
But then I remember: “And what does the Lord God ask of you but to do justice, love mercy, and walk humbly with your God”- Micah 6:8
That’s it. That’s all I have to do. Is this what I’m doing? Well, I’m working on it.
Sorry for the random cacaphonous rant. (I’ll be better next time) ^__^