Control yourself...take only what you need from it..

Decision to decisions are made
and not bought

My anxiety levels have heightened the past couple of weeks.
I have made three New York trips in the past four months.
My first semester at UCF was just what I needed to prove that it is NOT what will further my career.
I failed all three classes and had to retake one class over first six weeks of summer school.
In a way though, it was exactly what I needed.
I'm aware of the former contradiction.
I worked harder in the past six weeks than I have in the past three years.

And when it was all said and done, I figured out that i need to be educated in what I really want to do.
And since it is not offered to me at UCF because of my disposition with the system there
I'm packing my life away and moving to New York to finish my educational career.

I thought I would be leaving for Chicago come August, but everyone who would have motivated me there to succeed
have packed up and moved back to Orlando.
It is an incredibly stagnant environment to continue to lead my life in.
I have not felt the least inclined to make something of myself here because I know the prospects of a career here
are not of utmost potential.

Thus leading me to the next epitaph of my life.
It's ever evolving.
A cycle, if you will, in different phases.

I suppose it also helps that I have the support of the person I love most in this world.
Yes, love, impromptus, had its way with me and conquered my disarrayed thoughts on men.
Surprisingly, it was the person I least expect to find love from.
An acquaintance who lived 1100 hundred miles away that I sporadically conversed with about life and the happenings in it.
Hence, my three trips to New York in four months.

And here we are, one year and one month after meeting.
Six months after dating.
And one day away from him meeting my parents.
With both sets of parents asking us, or rather with inclination, telling us that it's the one.
And so here begins the process I never believed would take place in my life...

A new epitaph...
where marriage, kids and a life together...until we both shall possibly make a life of...begins.

And all with the blessings of my parents.

Here's to being stirred, not shaken.