It’s 11pm on a Friday night. There’s so much going on in the city but I rather stay home. It’s not because I don’t want to party. Man, I’m 22! I always want to party and have a good time. I just understand there will always be another party. People throw parties and celebrations every single day.
To be honest, I do not feel like I have anything worth celebrating. I much rather stay home, continue to perfect my craft, and formulate the steps to get to my dreams. Success doesn’t happen overnight and I’m closer than I’ve ever been to my dreams. I can feel the path unfold more and more through each move. It’s exciting, overwhelming, stressful, and scary, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I have to keep going and sacrificing these nights to get to where I want to go! It sucks now but one day it will all be worth it when I look back! I’m going to be thankful for these nights!