I'm sitting on my couch before move in day. It is early in the afternoon, maybe three? Looking through the screened in porch at the trees waving in the wind, I find myself thinking about college, and how incredibly ready I was, or I thought I was. I almost felt like a ghost in the garden. Completely surrounded by growth, yet unseen by all. Was I really leaving? Or was I imagining something that seemed so incredibly unreal. When move in day came around, I was mixed with emotions. Every time I thought about home, I would feel sad. Every time I thought about college, I would feel happy, sad, anxious, and just about everything in-between. Every time I would get emotional, I would remember the undulating hills of the green mountains, and calm down. Yet, in the calm of the storm, I still felt mixed and again, everything in-between.
Now, a week after move in day, I have never been more in touch, yet more out of touch, with both myself, and the people around me.
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A quick read on why it is so important to be there for those who are there for you, and most importantly, to find those who will continuously have your back through thick and thin.
When you find someone who makes you laugh, smile, grow, lust, want, crave, and feel all at once, keep that. That’s euphoria.
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Caroline Loftus "Our shoes are tattered and torn, but our feet are dry. As for our places in history, we will run naked through your streets before we sit decorated in your halls." Archives
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