Self.

Once, I thought it would be easy; the minute I finished school, I would be employed and start my adult life as a contributing self-sufficient and responsible member of society.

Now, I'm less optimistic with each passing day; do I hold onto my dwindling aspirations? Endeavors without beginnings are not what dreams are made of.

I must carry on, wayward or otherwise. In the meanwhile, I would commit to self improvement; certain aspects of my life is a mess at the moment, and I seek to remedy exactly that.

How? I'll ride this new year feel-good wave and find out.