A Good Man Is Hard to Find - Sufjan Stevens

I love sunsets.

Regarding my previous post, I've decided that I can't devote my life to petty squabbles.

I think I'm at a good place in my life right now, which scares me immensely. As Ender Wiggin once said, "I've lived so long with pain, I wouldn't know who I am without it." Not that my life has suddenly become perfected simply because Victoria is now a key player, mind you. Even if she's been a great source of joy and peace, there are other things going right independently of her. Getting rid of the immense burden that was my Music Composition major is one of those things. The mistake I made cost me a semester, but at least I know I'm not cut out for the classical music world. We'll see how this semester goes, but perhaps English is where I should've been all along.

Anyway, with that, Victoria, a steady job, great friends, my own place...yeah, it scares me. I feel like it's a house of cards, just waiting for the tiniest of breaths to blow it away. Unfortunately, past experience has made me wary of good things.