26 and STUCK

 Today, I cried. I cried for the past year and more—the challenges, the pain, the weight of it all. It's been a while since I felt like I could breathe. I miss the genuine smile, but instead, I look in the mirror and see someone who has decided to survive. She has forgotten the wonders of living. 

This feeling has no label, yet I believe that at one point, you could probably relate. I feel as if I am merely moving to get through the day. I am not challenged or wanting to seek out more. Instead, I have allowed myself to merely say ok. I don't want to just go day by day with just accepting this mundane life. 

I am so much more. 

26 was a year were I allowed myself to just be led, and accept. 

It stops at midnight... I am not saying all my problems will go away, instead, I am saying this. I will become creative, I will challenge myself, and I will invest in myself. What do I want? Let's start small... I want to make my master's a reality, so book that loan and get the visa for Scotland. Now think bigger, become absolutely phenomenal in advertising, work with singers, actors, and make them bigger than life. We all have things we want to say, I'll just be the one with the microphone, making sure everyone can hear and see the vision come to life.

26, goodbye and thanks for the wake-up call.