Live with confusion

I believe that someday, these months of years of confusion will make sense.
It might be just a spreadsheet that organizes this mess in my head about scholarships and master's programs. 
It might be a little lightbulb in my head that shows what I truly want without any disruption of my ego or my hunger for external validation. 
It might be friend's words of wisdom. 
It might be sunlight shining through the leaves and making the shadow glimmering. 

The day will come. 
Hang in there.