Imagine you are on a hike in the most beautiful woods you could imagine. You are with an incredible guide and are just exploring and experiencing the world around you. Just off the path you see a small pond and a meadow and you tell the guide about it and he disregards you and keeps walking, so you take it upon yourself to explore what you’ve found. After your time off of the path you seek out your guide and realize he’s nowhere to be found. Now you have to try and find your way when you have no idea where you are.

These past few weeks have felt a lot like a hiking trip gone wrong. My classes are in full swing now which is causing me to immerse all of my time into the course work, which is causing me to have less time to work on college applications, which makes me feel like I am constantly falling behind. I keep comparing myself to my peers and how far ahead of me they seem, which is a terrible habit. And after losing someone incredibly special, it feels like my mind has been thrown into the labyrinth, and it’s going to be okay.

We can’t be certain about our place in the world because we if we were the world would get boring. Even though I’m complaining now about my work load and how far behind I am in terms of college, this time next year this chapter of my life will be placed on the shelf and I’ll be completely lost in the pages of the next chapter. The journey isn't always easy or fun to navigate. It’s full of loosing your way and sometimes being filled with uncertainty on what you need to do but knowing somehow, someway, you are going to find your way.