Possibilities.

Real life apparently starts now. I'm fairly excited.

As the weeks after graduation turn to months I feel empowered - as well as incredibly minuscule. The lazy heat of the summer may have lulled me into a faux sense of freedom. I wanted to visit my cousins in Edmonton where the sun's brighter, the chores do themselves and the drinking age is lower - and I did.While walking around the mall I someone bungee jumping in the water park; I wanted to do it, so the next day, guess what? I did. I was scheduled to work the same week my family had scheduled to go to the cabin and they left me at home - completly independent. My friend Leona wanted to drive her car out to stay with me for a week - and she did. Then I wanted to go back with her - and I did. There was a list of things that I wanted to do while on the island; I did them. It goes on and on and it makes me really happy.

The scary thing is that I see my bank account deterriating and my expenses expanding. Yikes! I see people struggling to find full time and the deadline for myself is approaching quickly. Rapidly, the reality of a food bill, rent, transportation, is becoming apparent. I find no reassurance: only panic. Society itself complains of "the real world," and the struggle to soley survive. Desperatly I am clinging to hope that the same invinsible attitude that has been the catalyst for excitment this summer will be the driving force for hard work for the future. I'm clinging to the fact that I enjoy working hard. I'm clinging to the fact that my friends will hold on through hectic and over-stressed schedules. I'm clinging to the fact that my family will be there to catch me when I fall. I'm clinging to the fact that God has a plan for me. And I am clinging to the fact that anything is possible.