Oh how times can change.

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I am currently sitting on the couch, cozying up with a chenille blanket wrapped around me, a mug of peach mango white tea by my side, Food Network turned on the TV. I suppose that I am tired, and if I were to get anything productive done in the daytime, surely it'd be sensible to just clean up and go to bed now. But I don't think my mind is fully at the point of resting just yet.

At this exact moment  last year, I was fretting over finishing all my college application essays on time, making sure that all of them were outstanding and flawless enough for the schools that I applied for. At this very moment, though, my only present concern is whether I should bake sugar cookies or mint chocolate chip cookies later.

I know that time goes by rather quickly, that so much can happen in a concentrated amount of time. But I think this is the first time in my life that this principle has been really magnified. And I am sure this will be one of many times where "time flies" will really apply to my life.

The other day I met up with my high school mentor over coffee to catch up on life and other things. When asked about how my new life is in the city, I honestly didn't know where to begin. So much had changed, I was living a new life in a new place, full of new constants and new beginnings. While explaining everything, she seemed genuinely happy that I was getting on well as a "city girl." I told her everything and anything. After all, I told her everything from my high school days, it shouldn't (and didn't) faze her too much. By the end of it all, she asked me what I should have known would be coming: "So you are ultimately happy with your decision?"

And I can say with all of my heart that yes, I made the right decision. I didn't think my current life would be written in the books for me, mostly because I just simply didn't want it to be. But as much as I believe that I am in control of my own destiny, it is extremely humbling to know that things can be out of my reach, that life has something else planned for me, even if I initially am not pleased with it. These are the instances that usually almost always work out better than had I gotten my way in the first place. And I just find that simply beautiful.

I may not be studying amongst the artsy elite in Greenwich Village, or wearing hip, trendy clothes, or even working in a coffee shop or bookstore. But that's okay. The time for all my wants will come in due time. My life has changed substantially in the past couple of months, who knows where the yellow brick road will take me in the future.