As I sit here, wearing a tie-dye shirt I made in chemistry class a couple of years ago, I realized something...

For more than a year now, a lot of the things I have done, I have done for one reason. While people said why, I said why not (I even made it my motto for senior year). And yet, that was never the reason I did anything. I did it all for one reason. Last night was the final opportunity I really had for said reason, and I forgot about it. If this had happened a few months ago, I would have been all over this opportunity and trying to get the best possible outcome...for accomplishing the thing I've wanted for over a year. And yet, all that reasoning, all that effort, and nothing to show for it. And I can finally say that that is fine by me. I am over this idea, this goal of sorts that has plagued me for over a year. I am happy, yet I wonder what it means...