An odd name for a post, I know, but how many of you have felt like that before? You left for your journey(whatever it may be) with an amazing destination in mind, and instead you somehow accidentally purchased a ticket for the struggle bus. A ticket that offers no refunds and you must complete the journey through to the end.
This might be a little over dramatic (I am a theatre girl, after all), but seriously, this is how I’ve been feeling about life lately. Like I’m on this bus and I somehow can’t find that button that indicates to the driver that I want to get off at the next stop. Read more