A quote from a book keeps running through my brain. "I tread an inner labryinth, trusting in my choice." i'm not sure why its sticking with me but on and off it'll pop into my thoughts. Maybe its a sign, or an epiphany. Who knows really? Everything is finally falling into place. I've graduated into maturity, trusting my choices. Everytime i do something always happens but this time i feel complete and not depressed. Everything will be perfect.