"Who do you want next to you when your dreams come true?" I used to know the answer to that question. Clayton. But things change. Now I see me by myself. I see myself telling everyone, but I don’t see myself sharing it with anyone. Lately life has come at me so fast. I’m in my first semester of college, but grad school will be right around the corner, then residency, then fellowship, then more life. But I want to be happy. But I want a family. But I want to travel the world. And I’m starting to realize come time for undergrad to be done, I’m going to have to choose between these dreams. Thinking of all this really puts things into perspective and makes me realize how fast I’m growing up. I still don’t know who I want next to me and I’m starting to get confused with what my real dreams are. I’d give anything to just have one talk with my mom and make sure I’m doing what is right for me. It’s just all happening too fast.