Yes, it does seem quite contradictory to explain peace as a flash. However I can find no other way to describe it. Maybe things will work out. They should work out just fine I believe.
Being a senior in high school meant nothing to me, I knew one girl at my high school really well by the end and other than that.. I knew no one and thus high school really was a joke and I couldn't wait to leave.
Upon finishing my solo performance at my last show last night two of the younger girls in my studio ran onto the stage to give me a hug. I had already shed a tear or two before stepping foot onto the stage but I thought I'd get through it just fine. No. No. No. Not after that. I was immediately a mess, which is okay.
These girls were so worried they wouldn't see me again, but I promised I'd be sticking around and visiting often. Still was hard. But that moment gave me hope, I didn't have much hope before that. I felt that it really was the end: the closing. For me it was over. I don't think its over, I think it has just begun.
In many ways my life has so many possibilities and opportunities at this point I just feel overwhelmed. I mean, will I make the right decisions? Will I say the right things? be in the right place at the right time? I could totally mess everything up for me! But that hope keeps telling me it'll be okay.
And it will be.
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| Me in my stage makeup after the show (: |
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