I've been wanting a [asdfghjkl;] lately.

My hideaway at work.

It's like the guest speaker we had in Anatomy on Monday has been reading my mind:

"Being a doctor is a wonderful thing. Being a nurse is a wonderful thing. But only if you love what you do. There's not enough money in the world to make you love what you do. If you've already started and it's not something you want, that doesn't mean you're a failure. It just means you figured it out."

I really enjoy the view of city lights. It makes me feel like "me", because I'm outgoing and bright. 

It's not easy for me to open up to someone. To vent, and just let them know what's on my mind. As outgoing as I may be, I'm more of a listener than a speaker when it comes to things like this.

Mommy: "Idk how you do it."

Me: "Me either."

Do you even want to be a nurse?

No, obviously not. I grew up wanting to be a third grade teacher, everyone knows that. But you have to go where the money is in order to have a stable future, and that's nursing.

Earlier today, my mom was telling me that she spent her first few years of college studying to become an English teacher. She didn't pursue nursing until her dad and sister "made her" do so. But you know what? My mom made it a long way as a nurse, and she's happy.

Happiness and success. I want that.

It's okay if we're nothing. Because nothing lasts forever.