Decisions, decisions...

Just when I think life is going smoothly, something always becomes the bump in the road. I had a metamorphisis if you will, about my life. For the first time, I'm feeling as if I might have more control over it than I thought possible. The bonds that have been holding me captive for the past four years are slowly slipping away. I don't want to let them go though. For they portray comfort and sameness in my life. Gave me a reason to not move forward. It doesn't matter anymore if I don't end up where I was hoping to go as long as I end up there in the end. I don't need what I thought I needed, I only need me.