Summer has come to an end. I’m still not sure what exactly happened over the course of the last 9 weeks of my life. I’m unemployed now. Hasn’t happened since I started working way back when in 2006. Shit. I’m moving out in about 7 hours. Never did that yet. I’m going to a school with none of my closest friends with me. I’m worried. And I’m so anxious, nervous, and excited to get shit done.
I feel like I’ll look back on this and see how it all panned out. I’ll see myself squealing under the pressure to change something I was so used to having. I’ll wonder where in the world did I think to take a chance like that one. I’ll reminisce. I’ll daydream and remember regrets and long lost crushes. I’ll find opportunities I’d normally be scared to take. I’ll lay on the floor with my hands in the air pointing to the top. I’ll look back at all the people in my life I’ll miss so much. And I will push forward to make something out of all the things I’ve learned and the people I’ve met and the memories I’ll never forget.
Thank you
