The Eighth: Choice

When you are faced with tough choices in your life, ones that you didn't think you'd ever have to consider, it's hard to talk about them. It's even hard to think about them within your own mind. You're not sure who to discuss these choices with, and if you did tell someone, you don't know what they might think of you. It begins to consume your thoughts, and you grow fearful of yourself. Doubt becomes second nature, and you wonder why you ever had to have the stupid thoughts in the first place.

At least, this is what I experienced recently. Luckily though, I am surrounded by the most amazing friends. Who, despite not having the same train of thoughts and feelings as I, are totally willing to accept and understand what I'm thinking. Who can ask for anything else? I know that I feel blessed (by what I don't know, considering I don't believe in religion).

On another note entirely, I spent the last week down south with my hilarious but totally fabulous friends. 12 of us ventured to Dunsborough and into the wine regions where we spent copious amounts of time playing drinking games and eating in each other's company. I have some of the most hilarious video footage of them, but I assure you, the footage taken of me is worse.

If I could live down south with my friends, I would.