Keeping it together.....

I began this post trying so hard to create a mash up of all 2014 events, but halfway through I gave up and realized how pointless it was because my 2014 is ending with one major life event called….ME! Don’t judge me yet, am not one of those people with an overbearing need to talk about myself (maybe some times) And with that said,let's begin my 2014 tales and twists, all wrapped up in one lesson:

Your twenties are not years of discovery but years meant to let you know that you've actually discovered yourself, the only thing needed is to actually choose what you discovered…or else suffer the consequences of a confused 20something….

It’s so cliché to be told that when you are in your twenties, you have a full life ahead of you, and that these are the years meant for trying out everything, failing and succeeding at everything, and living life fully without a care in the world. I honestly agree with that, but what’s got me bothered is how being in your twenties seems like a world of confusion.Yet as the year ends, and I know that i might not have fully figured out everything or achieved everything I want, but at least I know so much more about myself than the 2013 me.

Lesson number 2, which began my 2014 and will always be the one lesson I learn each year:

Keep it together, keep it together! God’s got this!!

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Boxed in...

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