Life's Waiting Room

For the longest time, I had felt like I wasn't doing anything with my life. I started feeling that way pretty much as soon as I finished high school. Being in high school was comfortable; I had a goal, a purpose to see through. After I finished what I set out to do, it was like, "What now?"

I wasn't registered for college or university like my friends, so I looked for a job. I worked in a dead-end job for nearly two years, waiting for something to happen. I felt like I was in life's waiting room, listening for my number to be called out. I felt this way for nearly three years.

For the last couple of months, I finally don't feel that way anymore. I finally feel like I'm making progress and taking steps in the right direction. Next month, my girlfriend and I are moving into our own place. I've also finally decided on what I want to study next year. And hopefully living in a bigger city will help my odds of finding a job, which I'm sure it will.

I'm just excited to finally start a new chapter in my life. I'm looking forward with a very unfamiliar optimism.