Is it okay to not know where I am going to be, who I am going be, with whom I am going to be, what I am going to be.
Is it okay to know that I am imperfect and still accepted.
Is it okay for me to know that life is not a cake walk and that I will still survive.
Is it okay for me to know that I am going to meet a lot of people with whom I can share thoughts but at the same time there will some with whom I cant.
Is it okay for me to know that not all my opinions will be accepted and I will be subject to a lot of criticisms and in turn it will help me grow.
Again I ask. Is it okay for me to know, but then I realized that its okay to not know what is the answer to that question because that is how I know that I am going to be just fine.