Milestones: meh.

At 24, I finally got my driver's license today. It felt good. Passed on the first time. I'm pretty excited about the whole ordeal, but I couldn't help but get teary eyed thinking "I wish I could call my mom and tell her." If only I'd gotten this stupid thing a year ago, maybe I could have been driving her to her doctor's appointments, and maybe they could have gotten her blood pressure under control.

I know it's stupid to think like that. It's been six months now, why start blaming myself all over again? But now that I have my license, I feel this uncontrollable need to drive to my mom's house and get her. But I can't. So instead I blame myself for taking so long to finish this license business.

Well... whatever. One of my co-workers saw me crying. meh.