School is winding to an end .
With change, as always , comes an array of mixed emotions.
On one hand, I am excited to start something new.
Something exciting. Something, interesting, exhilarating, and life-changing.

On the other hand, however, I'm terrified.


Terrified that what I'm leaving behind is too great. Am I ready to leave literally everything in my life behind ? Am I truly able to go ahead and separate myself from all that I've grown so comfortably accustomed to? I'm not so sure anymore. At first, I was so ready to go. Now, as other things are changing, I'm reminded of how repulsed and uncomfortable I am with change itself. Whether good or bad, I think people are discontented with change. It makes us nervous. It unsettles us.


In the end, though, I've decided the best thing for me is to get the fuck out of her. Cleanse myself of all the bullshit. See what really matters to me. Who really matters.


who really matters.