As I finish up the last page of a journal, I like to think about the closing of one chapter in life, and the opening of another. A chapter of life can sometimes be a few months, or sometimes a few years. This journal started on April of 2015, and now it’s February of 2017.
The adventures I’ve chronicled in these pages represent one of the most heroic periods of my life. I’ve always wanted to have self-confidence and be proud of myself, and I was able to prove that (to myself) these past couple of years.
Of course, the best part now is finding a new journal.