I feel like all summer long, progress never really happened, as much as i wanted it to. However, this weekend, I gave my two week's notice to the job I've held for the past two and a half years.
It's funny because this is a move I've wanted to make for the longest time; I'm going to begin working at a coffee house on campus.
I'm honestly stepping outside of my comfort zone. Saying goodbye to some people I know and love, and to the job that I know I'm good at. I'm going to something unfamiliar that has a chance of failing and it scares the hell out of me.
I've just been trying to remember that this transition (geeze, I hate that word) is out of my hands. What's going to happen will happen and I don't have to be in control.
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In other news, I successfully moved into my new room, and some of the wrinkles I was focused on are starting to smooth out.
I can honestly say I am looking forward to starting classes, yet I still think summer went by way too fast.



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