Everyone has that moment, when your looking at your life in one short quick flash and you have a choice, stay in front of the bus and face the inevitable – or jump out the way and get your shit together.
My sister going off to uni is my bus. Now all I gotta do is choose.
But how do you do that when you have no idea what you are doing. I mean it, my life is like a journey typed into a faulty sat-nav, I’m driving off a cliff.
But what I’m learning is that no matter the journey it’s thoughts querks that makes you who you are.
So maybe this bus is just a new bump in the road to push me in the right direction.
I needed some motivation, but sticking to it will be the problem. Where is my super glue 😉
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