In the mirror

Looking into the mirror,I wonder who is that boy staring straight at me.

Sometimes, I don’t even know myself.
It is quite pathetic to know so little about who I am before I got into college. If I still want to be the master of my life, there is no other way than keep asking my self difficult questions now. Instead directly asking myself who I am, probably it’s best asking what I want to be. Instead of asking what I want to be, it’s more pragmatic to ask what I want.

I am not too ambitious. I worry about not being too ambitious sometimes.
I am not too adventurous. I worry about not being too adventurous sometimes.

But I have to be true to my heart, I tend to choose stability over growth. At an age like this, stability is torturously hard to maintain.