Forward

I heard that older people felt happy when they were children. Even though they didn't have two pennys to rub together. At this time I'm feeling sad because I'm confused about my future. Should I stick with my studies or find a job and start my work career? It's a dilemma.

It‘s dark outside the window and I know I shouldn't make such big decision so long after sunset and so far from dawn. But I can't help to thinking abot it. The problem certainly has my undivided attention, no doubt.

I need to put a lot of thought into it to decide what on earth I ought to do. Then I'll be working double time for my future hoping to make the right choice.

"Forward!" That's my battle cry. So help me God.