Ever.
Well, eventually. This semester is so bittersweet—I feel like I’ve been back forever even though it’s only been a few weeks, and it feels like March is nearly here and then oh crap—April—and then another oh crap! finals. And of course I’m looking forward to this summer.
But my friends here are my life. It’s going to be scary to be on my own for a year. And strange. And I just love this place so much. I’m in such a good place right now. I don’t want that to change.
