I’ve arrived at Michigan, to college, and successfully made it through high school. I’ve made it this far, content with where my life and career were abut to head. My first college semester passed by and I arrived at a dead end. A dead end so discouraging that I lacked the willpower to push through and thought I would never settle down within one passion, one path, or career. I haven’t arrived anywhere quite yet. Another semester passed and I began to breath again. Not knowing what I’d learn or what I’d explore, I searched in hopes of knowing what the future holds. I soon arrived. I arrived at an optimism that no one else could define. I arrived at the idea of being content in the moment and evolving one day at a time, and that’s all right with me.