Looking through facebook pictures of senior year. It’s wonderful having people record parts of your life for you, camera-less as I have been for the past four years. Reading through some old journal entries evokes deeper memories in me than pictures do. It’s strange how different our inner and outer lives are. I sometimes can’t read my own face to remember and decipher what you were thinking when the picture was taken.
Searching for jobs online always instills pure panic in me. What I can’t see, envision, taste, feel, know, is anxiety-provoking. Having friends in the house has been such a blessing. I suppose there’s something in being surrounded by loved ones that makes it easier to keep faith and feel safe. I’ll be moving into Columbia on Sunday with parents in tow. I really don’t have any idea what the next six weeks of my life will look like.
Keeping the faith.