So here I sit, in my new apartment.
Here I sit, with an alarm set at an incredibly ungodly hour to wake me up for another day in my new job.
Here I sit, in anticipation of the next (and final) CPA Exam score.
Here I sit, alone with my thoughts and my heavy heart.
Here I sit, in tears for the many things I've lost in the past three months.
Here I sit, in hope that the next few months bring about a fresh start in my life.
Here I sit, tired. Exhausted. Weary, Broken.
Here I sit. Waiting for something to make me happy again, knowing that happiness lies within and that I need help out of this hole that I feel like I've fallen into.
Here I sit, thankful for the strong relationship with my family--who has been my rock this summer.
Here I sit, the past behind me, the possibilities in front on me but here I sit, unable to move in either direction---paralyzed by my inadequacies.
Here I sit, with music and the desire to dance.
Here I sit today. But tomorrow I will stand.
I will stand and put one foot in front of the other and dare to move from my seat.
I refuse to be an audience member of my own life.
