Stuck.

I have heaps to be grateful for.

Yet.

I abandoned my books and words as was feared.

Of an even riper age, 21, shall I turn in less than two weeks.

I look at my past and my choices. Choices that were mine and mine alone to make.

Did I go wrong?

What have I seen of this world?

To what course does my journey take me?

What if “this is it”?

I continue to fear. Pray it not be so.
God bless!