Hmm...

Lately I've been torn between the person i hope to become one day. I see myself in the fast pace life. Some where in New York working hard making lots of money and spending it. Traveling and taking all my close friends with me. Living in an amazing loft. Owning all the expensive things and making my mother proud. Then there is this other part of me. The part that shines through more distinctively. The thrift finder. I see myself living in S.F in some small cozy place. Having almost no money but living and really happy. I see myself wishing I had money but never really wanting it. I see myself making dinner and taking long walks. Working but not working to have nice things. Working to pay rent and eat. I see myself reading lots of books and doing much of what i do now. Although I'm terrified i will get tired of doing nothing going no where... This is the life my father would be proud of. Where do I go from here? Do i wait for something to push me somewhere? go with the flow? Wish for the best?...