I Thought I Had Gone a Long Way

These days are my life-changing period. I just walked out from my very last class in my undergrad career (the finals don’t count); then three more days and I’ll become 21. No more classes, no longer being under-aged, how can I keep up with Life as I should?

Right at this moment, I find every second passing by amazing. It is as if there really is something that I should be doing - something big, obvious, and significant. There very well be nothing as such, and it is just a feeling that would be haunting me terribly at certain times. Unreasonably, I feel unsecured, powerless, and lonely. Yet I have no one around, no one to be taken care of, no one to love. Even after all the things I have been through, why is it that I still am by myself mingling pitifully with Life like this? Why is there still nothing for me to lean on to when facing with crises and changes, so that I would be a bit at ease and encouraged? Why is it that I am not happy with all the accomplishments and still am sad when being ignored and hated? And I thought I had gone a long way.
Maybe after all of this time, there really is nothing here in Warrensburg for me and I really should go. Maybe the greater things in Life are yet to come, and I am yet to learn that this world is indeed a good place. Maybe the future holds only unexpected events yet I am at this moment to do nothing but speculate. And maybe I should pray, for it is the one thing for Christians to do at the end as well as at the start. But, it’s just like how a fulfilled person seeking God is wonderful: praying for Him when I have nothing else to do is sad.
Will I possibly become a better person one day...?

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