December 2009
pay it foward...
With the holidays approaching, I often find myself breaking into tears at random moments due to my twenty-something-wanderlust-displacement syndrome (aka: Am I doing the right thing? Is my work meaningful? Am I making a difference? Am I doing what I want to do? Am I selling myself short? Why doesn’t my boyfriend tell me I am pretty even though I know I am pretty but want to hear it because...
