I was writing in my journal today and thinking about the last sixteen weeks. It has been a whirl wind of school, church, chorus, etc. I cannot believe that I have actually finished a semester of college. I knew that maybe one day I would get back to school but I never really gave much thought to when and now that I have done it, I am slightly in awe of how easy it was and is. I am looking forward to have a little rest and only taking one class this summer with a professor that I worked with this semester. The class is Earth Science so I should able to breeze through or at least pass with very little trouble.
I was also thinking that there are so many roads that are open to me and wondering why I did not take them before now. Fear is the main reason I think but then what is fear but a little man with a big mouth and no teeth. FDR said, "There is nothing to fear but fear itself," I never really knew the meaning of those words until this semester at school. His wife also said, "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." The Roosevelts were some pretty smart people, and so am I. So, there is no telling what I will do next. Maybe I will write a book or run for office. I want to close with the last few lines from a poem that has been on my mind a lot lately. The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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