What Comes Next?

Hello and welcome to my new blog page!

I graduated from college yesterday, which means I won't be around my friends 24/7 anymore.  Because of that I decided to make this blog, so I can keep you all updated about life.  So here it is!

Yikes.  I graduated from college?!  When did that become a thing?  It still hasn't sunk in, and likely won't sink in until August, when all the rest of my lovely friends head back to school in the fall.  I don't yet know what I'll be doing at that time, which is actually rather terrifying!  Maybe by that time there will be a more solid plan.

This summer I'll be in Denver (I leave a week from tomorrow!) for an SOS (summer of service) through Northwestern.  I'll be working with a place called Open Door Ministries- though I'm not yet sure what all I'm to be doing with them.  There's also the possibility of also doing stuff with Sox Place, which I think has something to do with screen printing.  As another side note, I may or may not being doing some sort of theatre skit thing with kids.  Much of this is currently an unknown for me- I'm still too burnt out from school to make much sense of it all!

Anyway, I'm falling asleep as I type this.  Thank you to everyone who has walked with me throughout my last four years!  You guys are awesome.

To the King!

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