Like Mary Poppins, I always know when it’s time for me to move on. I’m going along this path to somewhere, in my heart I do know where. The responsibility of where that will be terrifies me, because it opens me to personal scrutiny. But perhaps by the time I make it, I will be strong enough to brush it off. I don’t know why I have this clear sense of purpose, I’ve always known where I was going since I was 16. I have an infinite desire to do something good. It’s almost like I’m on this path I can’t get off of even if I want to. Every time I open myself up to fall for a guy, and it ends, I get an amazing opportunity to move up again. Move up in my career path. It does overwhelm me, sometimes I want to jump off that path - I think can’t I go back to fashion????? Can’t I be a graphic designer??? Apparently no. I do have a desire to be seen and to be taken seriously, it’s not for fame though, it’s just because I feel like I could actually make a difference and I feel if you have that ability to (my skills lie in PR and comms) you have to do it. I have to go back to my mentor, tell her it’s time for me to move on again. Time to make my next moves.