That kind of twenty year old

I'm turning twenty in one month and three days. People use birthdays, the new year, the start of the week, and any sort of defining moment as an excuse to create new beginnings. So this is my excuse. Well, more than an excuse, it's turning into the time where I'm fed up with the way I've been living. My last posts reflect this. You can see as well as I that the laziness I've adopted is proving detrimental to myself in more ways than one. It manifests itself in my schoolwork, my work, my health, and thus my overall happiness.

I have a tattoo of the key to happiness on my ribs. I chose this because it symbolizes that, no matter what, I hold the power to change my life into something that nourishes me. I hold the key to happiness, and it's about time I unlocked that door.

So, here is my resolution. New years and my birthday fall within 15 days of one another. Starting on new years, I resolve to build a momentum of positive habits until I've found a healthy schedule that allows me to continuously grow and evolve into the strong, successful, vibrant, and beautiful woman I am MORE than capable of becoming.

With so many ideas swimming through my head of my ideal life, I'm excited to get started and start getting noticed in the industries I want to be noticed in.

Hello architecture, fashion, industrial design. My name is Morgan and I'm here to stay.