My name is Cori, I’m 24 years old.

I constantly feel like my life is flying by me and I’m always too late to jump on board, I graduated college in 2015 with a degree in Communication. Since then I’ve been bouncing around trying to find somewhere that I fit, to no avail.

This is my (third) attempt at a blog, I love the idea but didn’t think I was interesting enough. But this time is different, this time I don’t actually care where it goes. Maybe it’ll remain unseen to anyone and I’ll have a personal online diary, at this point I just don’t care. I just want to write and feel like I’m doing something…anything.

I am in the best relationship I’ve ever been with a handsome man and his two daughters. I moved back to my hometown despite the fact that “my heart wants roots but my mind wants wings”. I work for my dad which I swore I’d never do, and as cliche as it sounds I don’t know a lot about life, which makes it hard to make the right choices sometimes. Eighteen year old me would be disappointed in all the settling I’ve done, but if I remember correctly she doesn’t know shit about the real world, so screw her.