I don't think I'm at an intersection or a crossroad or whatever. I think I'm just changing cars, or maybe, stepping off the train and into my own car. It's nothing plush, but I'm at the wheel; no longer riding a predetermined track.
Recently I've come closer to deciding where I'd like to be within the next few years. It's no Five Year Plan and wouldn't impress my father but it is a change in direction. Hell, it's the first direction (coasting around the country on minimum wage is rather aimless).
I have my sights on where I'd like to be and I know I'll need to work towards it. It will not be handed to me.
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