Reflection aka found an old journal

So I was cleaning up my desk today I'll pause a moment to let you recover from the shock.....done? Ok.

So I was cleaning and I found my old journal. The one I started the day I moved into college. Damn was I stupid/young/silly/a twit. Makes me wonder though. I thought then that I was smarter than I was so does that mean in 8 years when I read these blogs or any journal entries I make now I'll realize exactly how unsmart I am now. My husband would probably say yes.

I know now that I'm not as smart as I thought I was then. Understand that? Good. I did grow a lot then and my journal shows it but it also shows me just how much growth I still had to go.

In some ways I've changed a bunch. I think I understand people a bit more. I know I understand myself much more. But at the same time I am still that 18/19 year old that is scared and confused and wishes she understood who she was better.

So with age do you ever start to understand yourself more or do you just realize that you'll never fully know even yourself and that's ok. To live your entire life learning who you are and what you want. Which is better to be sure of who you are, what you have, and where you are going for as long as possible. Or to discover yourself through your travels, experiences, life?

To everyone I hope you have a fantastic New Year. If you know who/what/and where or if you are still trying to figure it all out enjoy this next year. Live more, love more, laugh more, fuck more, cry more, enjoy more!