the "f" word

as i reflect on my life this time last year...nothing is the same; whether it be the school i attend, where i live, whom i live with, my circle of friends, my responsibilities...just about every aspect. its kinda weird to think how i would have never seen myself where i am today, but God did, He knew. i bank my life on the security of His will.
i was washing dishes today and thought about how i've just stepped into a new stage of life. there is no one directly over me. no one to tell me what to do. no one to make sure im up and ready for class on time. no one to make sure i get my three square meals a day. no contract to follow. no rules, except the moralities i set for myself. i am ultimately responsible for my actions and the expiration of the clear-cut boundaries that once hedged themselves around my life for the past 21 years. its bittersweet. (although perhaps more sweet than bitter) for with said responsibility comes fear of failure, but it also carries with it: (glorious) freedom.