A year out of college, my hiatus from academia revealed how I really need to learn about myself. Always moving, going, and focused on numerous aspects of life, this is the first time in years that I have to meet myself.
At 22, I have no idea what I want to do. That is perfectly okay. Enjoying life’s simplicities, I cannot get enough of the color purple, beautiful conversation, and my cats. But I miss the written word; I lost is along the way and I plan to bring it back into my life.