It really is bizarre. Am I really done? Are the sleepless nights and dizzy days finished? Has half a year already flown by? I feel like it was literally just NSO, with times spent wandering the city and lounging with movies and getting woken up by people cannon-balling into my bed.
Don’t tell me that I’m already hitting the halfway mark with college. I’ve never been so happy in my life. I’ve never felt so fulfilled and independent and excited.
I can complain all I want, but I will never forget how blessed I am.
And tomorrow, it’s Going to California.
