Fuzzy Quarters

Hey bloggers, happy Tuesday! I hope your day has been awesome and that--

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TWENTY ONE PILOTS DROPPED A NEW SONG AND VIDEO LAST NIGHT @ 11 PM

STRESSED OUT

CHECK IT OUT ON YOUTUBE RIGHT NOW. LIKE GO. NOW.

I MEAN YOU CAN FINISH READING THIS BUT THEN GO.

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--you are having a pretty good week. My day has been pretty great, I've had this awesome song stuck in my head like, all day. It's called Stressed Out by my favorite band ever: twenty one pilots. Yeah. You should check it out.

But really, though. It's a great song, sorta kinda about growing up and finding your place in the world. Which is kind of exactly what I'm going through as I finish my first year of college. The song is perfectly aligned with what my mind has been stuck on, thinking about how things were when you were younger versus how they are now. And man, is there a difference.

There's a lot more responsibility now, and a lot more to be afraid of. These kind of fears can't be washed away by mom checking the closet, or turning on the lights. These kind of fears come in the middle of the night, but instead of being outside of my head, all the fears come from my thoughts.

It's the what-if crisis, because there are so many things to what-if these days. What If my finals are way harder than I expect? What If I don't find a career that I want? What If I can't find a job this summer? What If I screw up? What If I forget to post one day (hopefully not but like, no promises this week)? What If something goes horribly wrong and all my plans don't work out?

Kind of Stresses you Out. 

But it shouldn't. I mean yes, it's scary. And yes, I get afraid. But then I remember who is there making sure everything works for my good. The Someone by whom I was fearfully and wonderfully made. The Someone who has got it all worked out all ready. So I know it's going to be okay, because my Awesome God made it to be okay. And it's not going to be okay in the sense that I expect, but in the way He wants it to. Which is even better.

So I hope you don't stay too Stressed Out today, my homies, and that you are making it and it's okay. Have a great evening, my Fuzzy Quarters, and keep rolling forward.