Life is for the brave.

Time. I have so much of it. It's both a blessing and a curse, actually. It just depends on which side of the bed I wake up on. Personally, one thing which makes it a con is that, I get to think about life so much.
All my broken dreams that were shoved under my bed are now crawling their way out, somehow. I can not help but feel inadequate and incompetent. I felt like I have wasted my years in school. I wish I could have done better. But there's simply no use in saying these things because I can never change my past, I know that.

Maybe this year, the Lord wants me to think about how I should go on from here. I still want med school, of course. But maybe it's time for me to look for other schools (?). I am terrified because this is such a big, biiiig step that I am taking. Until then, I shall continue praying for clarity, peace of heart and mind, wisdom, and courage.