starting with: candle in the wind by elton john
so, i don't really have anything to write about. i'm sitting in the basement, wishing i could be upstairs, in my room, in the dark. but access to the ethernet cable comes with the catch of an office chair instead of my bed, and fluorescent lighting instead of the sole glow of the computer screen.
anyway. exactly a week from now, i will in almost in the exact same position; home from work, having eaten dinner and what not. except i will have finished the first day of school. wow.
yesterday, i couldn't stop thinking about the fact that i have no idea what's going to happen this year. obviously i didn't any other year either, but this year it actually scares me. the possibilities have never been so endless.
a month from now, i'll most likely be stressing about university applications. essentially, this is concrete. everything else feels like it will be up in the air.
a year from now, i could already have moved out. the next four years of my life will already be laid out in front of me. i think this part scares me the most.
i have so much learning and growing to do this year. so, so much.
i'm so overwhelmed i don't know what else i can write.
last six days of summer, be good to me. i need you more than i can say.
ending with: so, in this hour... by the rocket summer