The sun was setting as I broke out into a run. I chanced a glance over my shoulder as I rounded the corner. I was running out of options. I was running out of options of where to run. My chest was pounding. If I could just make it two more blocks....If I could just make it to Steven's....He'd protect me. My pursuers had been following me for hours, I knew this. But they had waited for the broadcast this afternoon before they started their chase. I knew what the wanted. But if I had anything to say about it, their efforts would all be in vain. I was almost there. I had finished my task and I was almost home free.....Keep on running Susie....
I have dreams similiar to this one all the time. Whenever I'm not sleep-drprived enough to actually remember my dreams, I'm regularly treated with some sort of a I've-got-to-save-the-world-secret-mission-ninja-chase. I'm not sure what this says about me or my life's motivation. But I've known for a while that I want to make a difference.
Since entering college however, my plans to make a difference have seem to be deflated somewhat. It was easy to make a difference in high school. People all around me were on my side, cheering me on, wanting to see me suceed. Then came BYU. Man, was I humbled. I was no longer unique. I was no longer the best. I was no longer sure of my role in life.
I struggled with picking a major for a long time. I bounced from Theater Education, to Media Arts, to Recreation Management, then to Elementary Education. As I was taking the pre-reqs for El Ed, I was trying the answer the question in my mind, "Do I want to help kids inside or outside of the classroom?" I finally came to the conclusion that I could make a difference in the lives of children outside of the classroom. I was back to Rec Management. I'm taking a couple of the classes for the major this semester, and so far so good.
I'd be jealous of my dreams too. =]
<3Susie
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