Who would have thought.

Thinking about the future always gets me in trouble, but this week I have come to a realization that the one part that I thought would be the easiest is definitely going to be the hardest. Twenty-One years and I'm just now figuring it out when the clock is really ticking. That makes me wish that things would have been different in the past, but I know that is not an option. It just means I have to make up for lost time in these next few months. I'm ready for a fresh start and to be home for once, but it's going to be harder when push really comes to shove, than I ever thought it would be.