I wish at times I can be sweet, docile and extremely accommodating.
Instead, I am pig-headed, opinionated, and don’t just like being led on a leash.
These days, I find it hard to make the right decisions for me.
At one end, everyone wants me to be responsible and practical.
However, what if that’s not really what I wanted?
What if half-assing is not enough to make me happy?
I think it’s a great plan: study for 18 months, then help Trader with the business.
Why does everyone want me to keep my job to the detriment of my well-being?
I’ll hate my parents. I’ll hate Trader. And I’ll hate myself for listening to them.
Then again, it may be too early to tell.
Lord, please provide me with the guidance.