Tomorrow

It all worked out in the end. Apparently. What an odd feeling. I don't know what to make of it. I don't know if I deserved it... And I'm wondering whether it really matters in the end. What matters is what I make of it now that I've managed to make it to this point.

I want the same things as I did at this time last year. Only now I have more to lose. Which would be silly. I'm so much closer to getting where I want to be... But that's good. I feel like it's actually achievable. And I still want it.

This is good.