ambitions

The past couple of weeks have been draining in all the best ways. Essay and recommendation writing combined with preparing for what might just come next has my mind caught in a state of anticipation and anxieties. I feel as if I'm in a constant test that is administered by those around me to see where their influences end and (if) my own ideas begin. My years of preparation seem to finally be paying off, and the self-confidence that had been in hibernation is growing stronger as the days pass by. I am excited for the future, and know that in order to continue moving forward, I must leave things behind. The times where I'm stuck in a dangerous nostalgia are becoming fewer and further between. And any hope I may have for an emotion that has proved itself unreliable time and time again lay in more capable/incapable hands.

This city has found itself back into my heart more often than not. It may soon reach the point to officially move on. This time, I'll be ready.