I remember when I first moved out and moved up here, I was so nervous about if it was really the
right thing for me to do. I was nervous about if I would be able to be myself around so many people I had never met, whether or not I could handle my Depression on my own, and if I would go crazy
living in a quite house after growing up in one with 13 other people. I had no idea what I was doing with school, if I was going for the right major, what my plan was after, and so on and so
forth. But moving up and going to school was the logical thing to do and for the most part, I was excited about it. So it happened.
But now, going through these pictures again tonight, I am so beyond happy that I did what I did. Since moving up I've met quite a few new people, made some amazing new friends, and gotten closer
to the girls I already knew. I've tried knew things, and gone to new places. And although I still don't really have a clue what my future plans are or what I'm doing with school, and although I
miss my family (and occasionally miss the chaos,) I am so incredibly happy here. I've learned that it doesn't really pay to stress or worry about things yet to come, that life has a way of
playing out the way it's supposed to and that it often ends up being even better than we had imagined.
A few weeks ago my friends and I piled into a minivan and took a day trip down to Marquette. It was a gorgeous day to adventure and we bombed around with no plans and not much of an idea of where
we were. We followed some trails, (and made a few of our own,) played on a playground, and took a few pictures. These are a few of mine.
Happy Monday and enjoy the week ahead!