after a month of pointless discussion regarding whether i should spend my spring semester or argentina or not, my mom finally voiced one of her real fears: ‘you’re never content, meggie.’
ironic as foyobli is short for follow your bliss.
according to the brenda, i never just stop, breathe and enjoy the situation i’m in..i’m always searching for something more. i understand this on a micro scale..live for the moment, stop and smell the roses..the whole she-bang, but on a bigger scale, i see nothing wrong with trying to find exactly what it is that you love and are passionate about. (granted, this may be personal bias in the situation) sure, things may be good, but nothing that i’ve done this far has come close to satisfying me. so why not keep searching? maybe argentina will offer me some insight as to what on earth i want to do with my life.
am i running away from something or running toward something? i prefer to think the latter.
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